ฟังเพลงYou Know The Science

Science You - Know The Buck 65

If you're anything like me,

you probably don't read The Source

Anymore, and miss crews like the JVC Force

Don't stop, show no shame, dance to disco

And you know the baddest DJs come from San Francisco

But be sure to tell DJ Static if you see him please

When you're in Denmark, he was robbed at the DMCs

Shouts out to Swamp and other DJs that were fronted on

And all of those that like to dig for oldies, yo, the hunt is on

I'm always down to make trades for shit with those in the know

I just found another copy of Moog Indigo

I'm on a steady look out for dope breaks, non-stop

All I had to pay was fifty cents at a pawn shop

And when it comes to being phat, the best kind of weight gain

Has to be seeing your name up on a freight train

Moving galleries of steel to show the giants

To the people all over the world, you know the science

(Hook)

Uh-huh, you know the science

Uh-huh, you know the science

Uh-huh, you know the science

Uh-huh, you know the science

You get buckwild!

I got the hip-hop holy ghost in each one of my body parts

The needle to the record, cos that's when the party starts

Hard rocking, it is hell and no way to live

All the time, I don't wanna dwell on the negative

Oh no, cos I be the self-fronted low

Professional DJ, 1200 Hobo

Crew member, nomad, down to show alliance

To those that's in it for the love, you know the science

(Hook)

Uh-huh, you know the science

Uh-huh, you know the science

Uh-huh, you know the science

You get buckwild!

Rhymes to the beats and showing no signs of going soft

Gimme a mic and I'm gonna start showing off

I hustle coast to coast and represent the Sebutones

While I write my rhymes at high

noon and finetune my own style

Cos every now and then I talk shit and curse and swear

Whether I go first or last, I'm no worse for where

And I combine scratches and complicated compositions

On the radio, on records, or at competitions

High powered going left to right, and you can switch the role

33 to 45, maneuvering the pitch control

To get get my daily dose of arty rock to feel revitalized

And bless the microphone for the gods I've always idolized

I pledge allegiance to the beat box and the enthusiasts

Especially the ones that are hard to please and choosiest

I gotta keep hope alive for those who show defiance

Hip-hop, as a religion, you know the science

"You are not alone. This is the language of on-again,

off-again: the future, and it is digital."