Contact Blitt

[Subroc x2]

Keep on, you gotta keep on

You gotta keep on! Keep on!

Keep on, you gots to keep on

You gots to keep on! Keep on!

[Verse: Zev Love X]

Bust it

You gots to keep on it, that break of dawn shit

Smoke a cancer stick, and ya don't quit!

We'll never, never know the whole 'no tour' bit

Known was Zev X, the O.E. alcoholic

I still get paid sums, I write albums

Sip the coke rums, loop the broke drums

Stunts get down thumbs, I think a stunt's a dunce

My rap label-mates? They all smoke blunts!

Went on this tour once, bus was loco

From Albuquerque to like Acapulco

See, it was Lord J, Sadat, Alamo

Busta and myself in the back with the whole O.Z

Deep in Cali, near the valley where it seldom rains

Sess is the best to all, except cells in the brain

And if you ever did, God forbid ya did

Get on that bus, you'd be one red-eye shut eye-lid kid!

Word miz, the iz had the whole crew relaxin'

Boogie Brown with the box, boomin' new tracks and

Bust wants a stogie, he told Sub to ask Dinco

He had one mo', to bust 'em down, now

I'm peepin' Onyx askin' Baby Chris about the back drop

Fixin' his flat top, damn, I hate that flat top

Just then, the bus driver had the nerve and

Said, "Stop the smokin'", he be curvin' and swervin'

He popped junk like a sea sick sailor would fuss

Not like we got top bunks like on that De La bus

This was a Greyhound, the budget wasn't over most

Low budget, so, fuck it, let the motherfucker overdose!

We puffed his bluff, he wasn't bullshittin'

The next L was lit'en and hit'en, so now he quittin'

We couldn't stand to stay in San Jose

And plus, we had a show in L.A. that same day

He said he'd take us down, but he had to shake us down for 5 yards

Between the Gods, that's might trife!

Mad heads to make mad frowns no night life

Bitch-ass bus driver wanna bring his white wife

And I'm ready to hitchhike, a six-four, one switch

Plus, he said no bitches on the bus except for his one bitch

Niggas got edgy like a knife

Dedicatin' Niggaz4Life to my man and his wife

You might think that's the bitch, 'cause Gates was the shit

But only one week and countin' until the show at The Ritz

And you don't quit! 'Til the last Philly is split

And get a buzzed bus driver off the contact blitt

And you don't quit! 'Til the last Philly is lit

And get a buzzed bus driver off the contact blitt