Lyrics of 'It's Promoe' by Promoe

What's goin' on in here?
Street level... like mine

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It's Promo word up
It's Promoe here we go

Let's begin, it doesn't take a rocket scientist
To figure out who's best and who's a lying bitch
Got plots to make hits, hard like iron fists
Wile sucker rappers insist on dying rich
We got beats to break your necks, rhymes to make think again
You're half way dead and the ink is still in sinking in the paper
A major threat to the rainforest
You might to hit first, but I'ma hit hardest
A hip artist, head banger part two
Thousand and one set by the Looptroop crew
To advertise and hype up pens for the full length
When we return this summer in full strength
For now, you gotta settle for this 25 percent
I laugh hard at your weak attempt
To diss me, 'cause your crew got more cartoon characters than Disney
Askin who is he

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It's Promo word up
it's Promoe p.r.o.m.o

Hey yo, why you call yourself Promoe?
'Cause I'm not for sale
Say what? Why you call yourself Promoe?
'Cause I'm tending my inch out to all the real dj's (What what)
Putting records out on my own
First letter in every word, you figure it out when you get home
Internationally known, from Ludwiga to Malmö
That's why I'm going globe when I drop the album (word)
Take mc's out with just a whisper
So when you say my name, make sure you put a Mister
If not, you're in trouble man, like soundtracks from Marvin Gaye
Come up with punch lines like Sugar Ray
Everyday, every night goes without thinking
Similar to breathing, my heart beats and how my eyes are blinkin'
Your styles are shrinking, like male genitals recalls to cold water
My style spread over borders, like new world orders
In the positive way - Junior Reid style
open my mouth and shine like a gold teeth smile
Whether it's freestyle or pre-written, I'm hittin'
After the show get more girls like Bill Clinton
Try to take me out with rhymes, how's that sounding, kid?
That's like trying to kill a fish by drowning it
And I got the underwater-techniques, 1200 to be exact
Putting my name up on underground maps
On that note; this is protected by the red, blue and green
Know what I mean, sucker riders know the deal

You don't fuck with the Promoe

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It's Promo word up
it's Promoe here we go

Promoe from Looptroop, one scoop for one thought
y'all ain't ready for more 'cause y'all ain't ready for war
hardcore poor hard world, the blasting steel
MCs want mass appeal, but I steal their last meal
I'm past real, keep it surreal while they faximile
I'm not impressed by your fancy deal
You still gotta pay your dues to me, before you loose your knee
Bailing to your headquarters so your crew can see
What happens if they screw with me
Yo, once a lawyer crew commit mutiny
Plus a lot of rappers are just perpetrators
Perfect traders, worthless haters
They claim it down then they hurt your later
That's the reason I don't flirt with strangers
But, try to blame me though is Kurt Cobainish
Word not painless, don't they know that my name is

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It's Promo p.r.o.m.o
It's Promoe (what what what)
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It's Promo p.r.o.m.o
it's Promoe Technic
You don't fuck with the Promoe