Lyrics

See them checks keep coming, but them checks keep running Gotta vice to keep funding, Third Eye be gunning Off that wax to flip tracks you know we do that Formulate the scratch, now we synched like ADAT Or shall I say S/PDIF, eliminate digital clips We original with scripts plus the ill ass kicks And if you sick we got the antidote Chopped freshly for the recipe this is the medley of dope Frustration sets in when navigation lets in Troubleshooting Westing off the dusty loops progressing But forever on the quest and not to mention The obsession of detecting lesser henchmen on a session Protools standardize only to corporatize Now every Blow Joe thinks they up on a rise Cuz they Fruity Loop looped and they so digitized Uploaded to Soundcloud like they up in the sky Ain't seen my guy Third Eye in about in 3 days I'm wondering what's going on because we on the same page So I stopped at the crib where he lives and checked in And to my astonishment my friend caved in again Relapsed on the floor with wax galore Surrounding his body like a fiend wanting more, I'm like "Yo!" "What's going on I've been hitting you for days" He said, "I couldn't help it Khaz see I just got paid" See these are the tales, the crate digging tales Lifestyle of a producer aint always swell Expensive habits are matched with broke rappers Who try to break bread without supplying the cabbage My AKG's connected to my Avy My Avy's connected to my Digi My 03's connected thru my MIDI My MIDI's connected to my Ma-Ma-Maschine I splice samples if you know what I mean On the MPC with the levels on sixteen Truncate the excess and make it sound clean Program my pads I'm glad for USB Transferred my zips now I'm banging up the cuts Crate digging for the artifacts got us stuck 45s sped up like I'm mashing on the freeway Analogue rhythm warmed up for the replay Sweep those mids and add some delay Punch those snares and add some decay Bounce down mixes drop box my deejay Neebor's cutting like "that's my deejay" See these are the tales, the crate digging tales Lifestyle of a producer ain't always swell Expensive habits are matched when broke addicts Hitting them bins and can't take the damage My AKGs connected to my Avy My Avy's connected to my Digi My 03's connected thru my MIDI My MIDI's connected to my Ma-Ma-Maschine
Writer(s): Daniel Kogita Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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