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PMD - Swing Your Own Thing lyrics
[PMD] Word 'em up, check it out PMD's in the house Nine-four, you know the flavor.. Mmm, funk mode Word 'em up So whattup whattup? Yeah it's time to get down You ready to chill, so turn up the sounds Whether it's in your Walkman - or your stereo I hope you hear me though Bobbin that head, jammin to the radio cause they're playin your song The weekend's here, party's on - payday HEY Big up to the DJ's who spinnin the jams Mix shows on Friday - cold kickin It's Saturday's, it's hip-hop Brothers choppin on the one and two Non-stop.. the violence, and gun shootin It's time to unite; no time for losin or takin steps backwards - that's not the way Leave the stress at the office, it'll be there Monday But for now it's your time Time to regroup, get a piece of mind.. .. and disconnect from the madness, called time-out Take it from the PMD on the rap route The golden voice, word biz Live and direct - OOP, there it is, time to.. Swing your own thing (word em up) Swing your own thing (word) Swing your own thing Swing your own thing Well guess who? Step aside, it's the Squad crew Airtight, you know the evil that men do Back for more.. in nine-four Format's hardcore, steppin through like Gigantor Who is he? PMD Set for funk mode, it's time to par Oh yeah back in there, throw your hands up in the air Wave em side to side, like you just don't care So fellas yell HOE, and ladies scream out Don't dwell in the past, live for now Back on the prowl, thick eyebrows, style's wild Grab the head, and just.. Swing your own thing (word em up) Swing your own thing (word) Swing your own thing Swing your own thing So if you're feelin good - let me hear you say REAL good Whether you washin your car, cruisin through the neighborhood or playin basketball - dunkin on brothers Coolin witcha sis, respectin your mother That's the way it should be - family Not mass hysteria, stress, or poverty Four hundred years, we almost there Just look at the TV, we everywhere Sports lawyers doctors - music Everyone has a brain - it's time to use it So grab that head - prepare for the future Cause that's the only way out Sway; gotta.. Swing your own thing (word up) Swing your own thing Swing your own thing Swing your own thing Swing your own thing.. Swing your own thing.. Swing your own thing.. Swing, swing, swing, swing Swing your own thing.. |
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