Bang To The Boogie

Hit it!
Bop your head to this
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Yo, let me sweep you of your feet (Bop your head to this)
Get you higher than you ever reached
Yo, let me sweep you of your feet
Ready? Let’s go
Bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
Let the beat bop your head and feel the way I do it
Bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
Let the rhythm bop your head, my man, there’s nothing to it
It’s Skiggy Rapz, man
You know I’m back, man
A true volunteering for a
It’s a fact that, a lot of people couldn’t keep up with my lyrics so they
labeled me a scatman
Like I’m some kind of skibideebeebop MC (wow)
Skiggy be doing that hip hop, the crowd rocking type MC
With incredible intelligibility
The ability of rhythm is in me, slapping that bitch silly
So, every time, and especially when I am, I went for your mind
And I rhyme the rhyme, my flow is unprecedented
Sick, like a fat chick that doesn’t fit on the guestlist
And that’s it, the next best thing since
It’s been your latest fat rap classic track spin
It’s that real rap music
You might fight it but you can’t bruise it
Bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
Let the beat bop your head and feel the way I do it
Bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
Let the rhythm bop your head, my man, there’s nothing to it
Bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
Let the beat bop your head and feel the way I do it
Bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
Let the rhythm bop your head, my man, there’s nothing to it
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you live
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you live
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you live
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you, eh
I’ve been rocking from radio to train station
And I don’t just do shows, no, I claim stages
My tracks are proof man, its evident
That I don’t need a mixtape to stay relevant
Or maybe that’s my excuse to stay hanging and
My laziness, but, ey ey, don’t tell a friend
Yes, although this album may double
I made so many pieces of music I constantly look puzzled
And ain’t offended if you breaking my pencil
Cuz I’m already a painter, the way I draw the attention, and
Luckily I can say, I found real love
I used to have a dirty mind, but now I’m brainwashed
Stepped my game up, I got a straight walk
Got a big mouth, but none of that small talk
And this I say to the ones who are aggressive
Keep your hands to yourselves, fucking wankers!
Cuz in hip hop, we all should feel joy
But take our best shots, no no, not you, junkie boy!
But if you’re saying that I don’t flow
That’d be contradictive, like iced tea in a cop show
I’m on my own, so, not on your dick
While some suck so much they blow it out of proportion
Skiggy Rapz, man
You know I’m back, man
Don’t need to be at a wedding to be the best, man
Bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
Let the beat bop your head and feel the way I do it
Bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
Let the rhythm bop your head, my man, there’s nothing to it
Bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
Let the beat bop your head and feel the way I do it
Bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
Let the rhythm bop your head, my man, there’s nothing to it
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you live
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you live
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you live
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you live
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you live
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you live
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you live
When I’m on the mic I wanna give it to you
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