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 10 and then start to diss them and

They didn't wanna battle if they did when they saw me

They'd a 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, aahhhh

[Hook]

Check it out baby, check it out y'all

I was born to roll (repeat several)

[Verse 2]

Drivin' 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

Waitin' at a red light, Kentucky Fried Chicken in

Low End Theory tape in, bass crazy kicking in

See this Puerto Rican Latin Chico Rico Suave

In a red Corolla eh yo does he wanna play?

Pullin up beside me, looking like he want it

Show me what you got then 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 goin on

But I think I better school him 'cause he don't know the time

So I'm turnin' up the boom 'cause he cannot mess with mine

Brothers hear me hitting from like 50 blocks away I

Wanna turn they heads so you know I gotta play

High decibels passing through a residential district

See a few cuties and I turn it up like Bisquick

Mira, mira man don't sleep, I got tha, I got tha, I got the woofers in my Jeep

[Hook]

Check it out baby, check it out y'all

I was born to roll (repeat several)

[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

Nigga 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 and

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, yo ya 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 tip 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

I was born to roll (repeat several)