Autohaus (feat. Dilla) - Tropikel Ltd

What is the magic the makes ones eyes sparkle and gleam Light up the skies the name of the game is lightworks I see you're peein' in you pants little sissy boy Jerks... Welcome to the Octagon Lay a player flat before the trainer felt his clock was on Keep your socks torn, it's a box-a-thon With hard rock Black, Rock & Ron's goin' Barbizon Curled up beggin, layin on the canvas Instead of in the ready position like praying mantis Scissors, Lanvis, grand fist sandwich, stance switch Slammed on, stitches twitch, hands itch, damn snitch Any street corner could be the platform till we defeat gone and wander Watch your mouth jaw southpaw outs floor Doubt your clout more bout roar outscoreboy Off the leash like UFC Off the beat off ya feet like two lefties F U B's heifer please lost a few to stew beef New referees, what a remarkable team, show your teeth The shine that sparkles and gleams Light up the signs the name of the game is the lightworks Light up the spliffs the name of the game is lightworks Wipe off slight smirks The match was mapped out Get jabbed and crap slapped out tapped out Either the lunch bin or choke hold tie Time munchkins get punched in like vocal rhyme The shine that sparkles and gleams Light up the signs the name of the game is the lightworks Light up the spliffs the name of the game is lightworks The right hurts

It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta Welcome to the D where the concrete cracks from the weather When it's cold, keep buyin' weed packed in the leather Heat, hail, or sleet, it's snow sleepin' Stackin' this cheddar, PI mackin' forever In the D strapped for whatever happens Whatever cat rappin' that bullcrap we pull that Dilla with the capital letters Niggas deliver it good, Dilla just be rappin' it better Let's just get off of me for a minute And offer these somethin' awful, me D-I C-I kill niggas awfully And be sure that I'm not Al B Bounce to the bar fool If a nigga on some raw bull Pull up with a fuckin' car full What? I got my nigga Kokane and Snoop And Hi-Tek to make it gangster for you It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta A-B-C-D-E-F Take a look around it's only me left W-E-S-T S-I-D-E spend it to get dizzy D-O double G is he Willin' to fulfillin' while I'm chillin' Crip appealin' with my nigga J Dillin', illin' Still in the motherfuckin' place to be I show you motherfuckers how a gangster G Underwater boogie with my homegirl Cookie Shoutout to the hardest Crip ever, Big Tookie Rules and regulations choose my innovation Cruise my levitation Smooths my reputation Will bankin', no prankster For 21 years been known to keep it gangster One nation up under the groove I met Obama in some Snoop Dogg house shoes Cuh It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta I've never been no prankster I've always kept it gangster Killas, real niggas, they feel us It's Snoop Dogg, Kokane, and J Dilla It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta It's gangsta, it's gangsta, it's gangsta

Pull up the sleeve collect the change And make it add up Bring back everything you need You never move just stand around and count the peasants Cherrys falling from the trees And the lonely rain I know it seems a lot like heaven Poor child dont stop here This is only the way to tear soaked eyes and years of aching Cut the rope and drift away You must believe or make the curtain fall together Down the alley in the breeze Dont look confused those birds are only fleas with feathers Theyll turn you back and get you blue its true Now I know their names they talk to me the pain of loosing If someone elses game Shes a notion away relaxing in New English gardens Pushing up the daisy chains

Hello, hello, hello (ha, ha, ha) You never listen to a word that I said You only seen me For the clothes that I wear Or did the interest go so much deeper It must have been The colour of my hair The Public Image What you wanted was never made clear Behind the image was ignorance and fear You hide behind this public machine Still follow same old scheme Public Image Two sides to every story Somebody had to stop me I'm not the same as when I began I will not be treated as property Public Image Two sides to every story Somebody had to stop me I'm not the same as when I began It's not a game of monopoly Public image Public image You got what you wanted The public image belongs to me It's my entrance My own creation My grand finale My goodbye Public image Goodbye