"yes, this is miss renee king from philadelphia. I want you to please
Give me a call on area code 215-222-4209 and Im calling in reference
To the music business. thank you."
Dove:
Hey how ya doin
Sorry ya cant get through
Why dont you leave your name
And your number
And Ill get back to you
Hey how are ya doin
Sorry ya cant get through
But leave your name (uh)
And your number
And Ill get back to you.
Once again its another rap bandit
Fiending at I and I cant stand it
Wanna be down with the day-glo
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
"i got a funky new tune with a fly banjo"
I cant understand what the problem is
I find it hard enough dealing with my own biz
Howd they get my name and number
Then I stop to think and wonder
Bout a plan, yo man, I gotta step out town
You wanna call me up? take my number down
Its 222-2222
I got an answering machine that can talk to you
It goes
Pos:
Hey how ya doin
Sorry ya cant get through
But leave your name and your number
And Ill get back to you
Yo, check it, exit the old style
Enters the new
But nothings new bout being hawked by a crew
Or should I say flock cause around every block
Theres harry, dick, and tom, with a demo in his palm
Now Im with helping those who want to help themselves
And flaunt a nut thats doggy as in dope
But its not the mood to hear
The tales of limousines and pails
Of money theyll make like a pro
I be like, "yo black, just play me the tape"
But at the show the time to spare I just make
But the songs created in they shacks
Are so wick-wick-wack, situations like this
And now I hate they give me smiles kool-aid wide and ask,
"was it def? "
And with the straighest face I be like, "hell yes."
I slip them the digits to papa prince paul
So I dont go awol but yet I know when they call
They get
Mase:
Hey how ya doing
Sorry ya cant get through
Why dont you leave your name
And your number
And Ill get back to you
Hey how are ya doin
Sorry you cant get through
Why dont you leave your name and your number
And Ill get back to you
Check it out
Party at the dug-out on diction ave
Havent been to the jam in quite a while
Figure Ill catch up on the latest styles
stead piles and piles of demo tapes bi-da miles
All I wanna do is cut on the decks wild
But edition up here bi-da miles to the center
Reliever of duty, plug one mosies in
And I be like, "yo g, pos does all the producing"
Pos:
Now woe is me to the third degree
Mase pulls the funny so I make like a bunny
Jettin
But Im getting used to this demo abuse
Getting raped and giving birth to a tape
Cause theres no escape from the clutches of a hawker
Attached to my success, sent like a stalker
Make way to my radius playin fly guy
Try to get on my back they force like luke sky
Me myself and I go through this act daily
And rarely do I not
No matter how I dodge some jackal always nails me
No matter what the plot
And even out on tour they be like,
"yo I got a tape to play you back at the hotel"
I be like "oh swell"
Unveil the numeric code to dial my room
And tell them to call me at noon
But of course theres no answering machine in my room
But a pretty young adorer
Who I swung on tour
And if it rings while were alone
Shell answer the phone
And with the quickness shell recite like a poem
Dove:
"hey, you done did the right thing, dial up my ring ring
Now youre waiting on the beep.
Say, I would love if youd sing
The tune to tru instead of fronting on the speak."
So no problemo, just play the demo
And at the end its break out time
Please oh please dont press rewind
Cause Ill just lay it down the line
Hey how ya doing
Sorry ya cant get through
Why dont you leave your name and your number
And Ill get back to you
Pos:
Hey how ya doing
Sorry ya cant get through
Why dont you leave your name and your number
And well get back to you.. peace
yo whats up man, this is ronald master down with the fish tank
Posse, man, you know man, so you know you can just hook
Me up, true. you know we got this fly new jam called swimming in the
Fish tank, you know we gonna rock it man, you know
What Im saying, but I just need your help, prince paul gave me your
Number, you know man, you just gotta do that for me,
Got this fly bassline, got these fly trombones in it man, so just hook
Me up, man, just look out, all right, call me back
At 557-2223 all right man, just look out, all right, look out for a
Brother man!
