7a3 1-2 Bouldin The Other 1-2 Ince Lyrics

1-2 Bouldin The Other 1-2 Ince Lyrics

[ Daddy-O of Stetsasonic ]

 Yo Bret, Sean, Muggs

 Let's rock this one for the East

 

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 [ Bret E.B. ]

 Grandmixer Muggs, Bret E. and Sean E.B.

 Your city needs your voice most definitely

 To keep the party pumpin like the heart of a tiger

 Grandmixer is the earth, Sean the air, Bret the fire

 Combination of the elements, we're universal

 Because we're gettin paid sayin we're commercial

 But accept the fact that we're a household appliance

 Muggs adds the scratch, we drop the science

 Think that I'm lyin? Listen to it in your room

 You'll notice that it's pumpin with a definite boom

 And let me tell ya, I'm sure to convince

 Because it's one half Bouldin y'all, and the other half Ince

 

 [ Sean E.B. ]

 Whip MC's, don't try to criticize

 Step to me yo, and I will victimize

 Showin no sympathy, you know what I will be

 Behold my lyrics yo, and now you pray to me

 In astonishment, you come and compliment

 Back to the drawing board yo, cause you're irrelevant

 Write a rhyme, you're tryin to catch me

 Climbin the barriers of conquer MC

 So you make it and return to find

 I'm still a step ahead so hit the back of the line

 If we meet again it will be our last bout

 Strike one, strike two, third strike you're out

 Your posse roll up, I won't even clinch

 Cause I'm one half Bouldin and the other half Ince

 

 [ Bret E.B. ]

 Charles Earnest Bouldin, Sandra [middle name] Ince

 Produced two rhyme creators who been rockin ever since

 Birth and you know from the time we were born

 To expect success the minds were strong

 Raised on Linden, building one, 570

 As you already know appartment 7A

 For all you scroungy suckers whose minds are dense

 My father's last name Bouldin, my mother's maiden name Ince

 

 [ Bret E.B. ]

 Last name Bouldin and my first name's Bret

 Dont' walk on me boy, cause you pose no threat

 To Bret E.B. speakin words of a prophet

 Peace is my answer, violence we should stop it

 Took a trip to Mexicali, threw on my sombrero

 Kickin it in a '68 Camarro

 Red and Convertible, cause that's my style

 Got a girl in every seat, I'm feelin kinda wild

 Always talkin knowledge with a touch of intellect

 And every time you hear the voice the name you shall respect

 So yo, and let me tell you just how I live

 I gets you in the mood, make you all festive

 Walk on me boy, nothin to it but to do it

 Had to think about it? Yo, then pursue it

 I am the engine and you are the kaboost

 And if you were a snneak I'd be a mongoose

 Cause I am the king, Sean is the prince

 And it's one half Bouldin y'all, and the other half Ince