Sundays At The Park Lyrics

Here lemme say this time, lemme play this time,
I'll make it, this time I'll take it,
This time I'll take it to the end of the world
‘cus I'm the big daddy kane from ‘around the way'
strange it may be, it is what it is baby
I'm not copying shady
My accent's original and my accent just smacks
And attracts and attacks and it packs a punch
Destroys you completely
Neatly like Bruce Lee of rap
Not some lyrical crap I've been saying
To the beat that's been playing
Not obeying the rules
Obeying the laws
Obeying's for fools, obeying the boss
A round off applause because
That I rest my jaws a pause
Yup ‘cus in the lyrics you her it, I give it
And all along I've been really trying to find a way
For buying a ticket to fly to China

From the first take it is lit
From the spark
Hip hop is never a forceful art
Freestyling all the way
From the start
I play my heart out Sunday's at the park Freestyling I love it
There's nothing above it
I always keep smiling
Don't play violins
Got the gift of the gab
In this thing called rap
So can't you see my fluency
One man industry
You'll see I'll be the next B. I. G.
Of the streets of the hood
keeping it real in my neighbourhood

From the first take it is lit
From the spark
Hip hop is never a forceful art
Frestyling all the way
From the start
I play my heart out Sunday's at the park
Pick a Rhyme
Lay in a hip hop state of mind

Eastside put your hands up
West side put your hands up
All my brothers and sisters
Put our hands up
Everybody worldwide
Put your hands up

From the first take it is lit
From the spark
Hip hop is never a forceful art
Frestyling all the way
From the start
I play my heart out Sunday's at the park

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