[Intro]
Um, so I had one r-really big record on the radio in my career and, uh, I think it's only right that we bless y'all with that one opportunity for me to be on commercial radio. Y'know how you hear Drake all the time? Well, there was a time when I was on the radio that much too and that record was called Born to Roll
(One, two, three, four)
[Hook]
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, I was born to roll
[Verse 1]
Brainiac, dumb-dumbs, bust the scientifical
Approach to the course and the force is centrifugal
Can you find ya way through the lyrics that be catching 'em
Throw another rhyme across the room, they be fetching 'em
And they take a loss, take a loss to the Master and I
Throws crazy blows and they knows I be plastering
All across the room on the ceilings and the walls too
Punk little suckers didn't know I had the gall to
Come around they block with my cock-diesel system and
Turn it up to ten and then start to diss them and
They didn't wanna battle if they did when they saw me
They'da opened up they trunk but they try to ignore me
"Hey little suckers", I know you hear me callin' you
Thought you wanted some but I see that you all into
Frontin' ain't no future in your frontin' so let's get it on
Like Marvin Gaye,(hey) take the cash and sit it on
The hood of ya wick-wack low-ridin' Cadillac
Back up ya boys and let's start the battle
Act like, ya know, the Masta Ace don't play when it come to my bass, ahh
[Hook]
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, I was born to roll
[Bridge]
Okay, so we gon- we gon' refresh. We not- we not done yet, we not done. That's only one verse. Now, Born to Roll was a remix, a lot of people don't know that. The original version of that joint, off my SlaughtaHouse album, is this joint right here. Now we gon' do the second and third verse off of this
[Verse 2]
Check it out
Driving down the block, like what else should a brother do?
It's Saturday, it's Saturday, the heat might smother you
Rolling down my windows, yeah, I have a air conditioner
But I got the sound I want the whole world to listen to
Waiting at a red light, Kentucky Fried Chicken and
Low End Theory tape in, bass crazy kickin' and
See this Puerto Rican latin chico, rico, suave
In a red Corolla, hey, does he wanna play?
Pulling up beside me, lookin' like he want it
Show me whatcha got, an' watch me get up on it
Holding up traffic but we can't hear they horns
'Cause he got musica grande, yeah he got it going on
But I think I better school 'em, 'cause he don't know the time
So I'm turning up the boom, 'cause he cannot mess with mine
Brothers hear me hittin' from like fifty blocks away, I
Wanna turn their head, so you know I gotta play high
Decibels passing through a residential district
See a few cuties, I turn it up like this quick
Mira, mira, man, don't sleep
I got the, I got the, I got the woofers in my jeep
[Hook]
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, (check it out y'all)
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Yeah, yeah, I was born to roll
[Verse 3]
Black boy, black boy turn that shit down
You know that America don't wanna hear the sound
Of the bass drum jungle music go back to Africa
Brother I'll arrest you if you holding up traffic
I'll be damned if I listen, so cops save your breath and
Write another ticket if ya have any left
I'm breaking ear drums while I'm breaking the law
I'm disturbing all the peace 'cause Sister Souljah said war
So catch me if ya can, if you can here's a donut
'Cause once you drive away, you know I'm gonna go nuts
And turn it up to where it was before, nice try
But ya can't stop the power of the bass in ya eye
I wonder if I blasted a little Elvis Presley
Would they pull me over and attempt to arrest me
I really doubt-doubt it, they probably start dancing
Jumpin' on my dick and pissing in they pants and
Wiggling and jiggling and grabbing on they pelvis
But you know my name so you never hear no Elvis
Strictly the hardcore, dirty, street level hits
God's on my side so watch what the devil gets
Positivity hitting 50 levels deep
Coming out, they coming out the woofers in my Jeep
[Hook]
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, (check it out y'all)
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, I was born to roll
[Bridge]
Thank y'all, thank y'all. That's fun, that's fun. I wanna introduce my man Rob, keep goin', keep goin' brother. Keep going, this is my man Rob on bass, me and him rocked [the blue note?] a couple months back. Give 'em a lil' taste
[Hook]
...check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, I was born to roll
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, check it out y'all
Check it out baby, I was born to roll
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