Do It Baby Lyrics

Do It Baby lyrics

rtist: Def Jef



Album:Just a Poet With Soul



Song: Do It Baby







 Verse 1



 



 I do work and I'm workin' it with the will of a warrior



 I'll take on 54 of ya, nah, I'll even take more of ya



 Competition is great, and keeps me in shape



 And it's mentally stimulatin'



 Competitors constantly contemplatin' challenge



 Champion's written all on my face



 And I'm smirkin', and lurkin' back in the back



 Attacking and hacking and jacking



 Smacking up losers that's lacking



 Characteristics of poets, they blow it



 Tryna show it, yo if I'm flowin' they know it, so it



 Compels me to step and release the rhymes that I kept



 In case of an urgent emergency then these words'd be weapons



 Any discrepancy heard'll have to be handled in haste



 At any pace when I step in the place, cos I came to do work



 



 Verse 2



 



 Lyrically thorough, I'm from the borough of Manhattan



 And when I moved to the Bronx, then I got into rappin'



 Funky beats would control me



 It's like the mic would say hold me



 I do a solo, me only



 I'd be alone but not lonely, cos



 Eric would back me



 The only track would be doubles



 And when the rappers attacked me



 They'd end up buried in rubble, cos



 We never took losses, opposing forces proceeded



 But they retreated, receded, beat it defeated



 We did repeat it as needed



 Kept 'em seated and some felt cheated



 Gave 'em all second tries and still I superseded



 I'm a souped superior subsidiary of soul



 I keep the crowd in control, cos I do work



 



 Verse 3



 



 I got a need and it's bleedin'



 Inside of me to say words



 Cos it's my choice and I'm voicin'



 Just what I think should be heard



 To a sleazy easy goin'



 Lazy laid back track



 The pace is slow, the bass is low



 And yo, I'm ready to go



 Do my job, I'm obligated, devoted and dedicated



 And loaded and motivated to show that I know the way that it's



 Supposed to be done, that's why I chose to become



 Professional in this profession, droppin' rhymes on drums



 It's automatic that static comes automatically to me



 I've had it for longest been at it



 So call it fad, it doesn't



 Sweat me or get me uncivilized like a savage



 I play it civil and give all I got to keep up the image of



 Rap cos I happen to be a rapper and poet



 Not just rappin' to be rappin' in case you didn't know it



 Here's the deal, cos I feel



 You oughta be up on what's new



 With the rhyme it's time for me to do work



 Cos I got work to do