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Syntax Era - Leaders Of The New School

Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco

Go Charlie, Charlie go

Charlie. Go Busta, Busta

Go Busta. You know we got style

Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco

Go Charlie, Charlie go

Charlie. Go Busta, Busta

Go Busta. You know we got style

When it comes to shootouts

Boogie Brown is here don't fear

The clear just step to it. Now I drive

Come alive from the bottom to the top

Temptation or confusion makes you wanna stop

But? (I know you, and you know me)

C. B. M. C. Given to me by Chuck D

That's deep as I look at all the videos

Wack stage shows, wack page flows

Biters non rhythm writers. (Example the sample)

It was an age under and a stage back

The girlie's screaming she's having a cardiac

Like epileptic seizures no

Amnesia comatose double dose Anesthesia

Damn. should I say

What are you doing! , I dare at your stare so yo

Come do me, it's done or rather should I say it's on

The mental instrumental I continue with

My song yeah we've got jumping jerks with no understandings of

The East Coast stomp. Fam understand

Several other brothers watch our videos the vidiots discover

(It's just another case) Wow! (Base)

Why is everybody always picking on me

Now let's see our games played

I'm Donkey Kong fat freak the notes

Flip the script run the jewels

(The Leaders Of The New School)

Yet I shine when I rhyme (You know, you know)

Always remember the scenario

Syntax Era

Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco

Go Charlie, Charlie go

Charlie. Go Busta, Busta

Go Busta. You know we got style

Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco

Go Charlie, Charlie go

Charlie. Go Busta, Busta

Go Busta. You know we got style

For the Harper Valley Pete's sake tea makes

A great ace in a hole

You cheated gold, only sold to who

Was told now trembling remembering

When I timberland and down listen wait

Who's that coming around sounding like that sound

I guess it's Dinco, Milo, Busta, and Bro! win

Four minds of two kinds run one with the sun

I love my father, mother, my brother, and the sisters

That come from all over the place to trace the base

Inspector Clouseau I wonder is true though

Oh no, hey we go no more security

Nets straight human casualties

Call for raw regrets in beat societies

Lessons must speak

Stand be strong. Keep away from weak in the years long

Life leaders let loose leading left backs

And misguided youth letting leaks lack

Levels of truth. Look ma' no hands

Lend likes lots of love only lasting cause I'm asking

Could we be above average not savage

But near newly more duty, more than terror

Peace to my girl

"Whoops? Syntax Era

Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco

Go Charlie, Charlie go

Charlie. Go Busta, Busta

Go Busta. You know we got style

Copy cat do this, do that

Wanna do something ?

Do this

Chicky chaka chubaka

Gitty getty gothca

Ah man, all of a sudden people say I be buggin'

Rugged culture musikal Hip Hop! I be lovin'

Gimme, gimme, gimme something

Gimme something for nothing

Rich blood sucker of the poor I see you

Hickory, dickory

Hay watch out for the trickery

What happened to creativity, dignity, integrity

Hey Mr. Sneaky one don't try to read my mind

Just worry about getting yours,

because I'm getting mines

Leaders made a commitment to keep this type of music

Livin' forever

Whatever, whatever

We live in an era where errors aren't made to

Remain an error, but I think that's kinda better

Understand that word and how you use it

Rap is business music, Hip Hop is cultural music

Now you get to see the one sun getting super dumb

Dance around because you know that we doin' it for fun

Flippin' and trippin'

You little sorry sucker you slippin'

Lay over my lap because I'm gonna

Give you a whippen

Trippin', dippin' and winin'

Stop the damn crying

I don't know what you try! n'

You better stop lyin'

With correct intellect, wetter, bigger and better

As I come straight

Check my Syntax Era

Word to God, 1993, shit is solid

We are the L. (What!)

We are the O. (What!)

We are the N. (What!)

We are the S. (What!)

We are the L. (What!)

We are the O. (What!)

We are the N. (What!)

We are the S. (What!)

We are the L. (What!)

We are the O. (What!)

We are the N. (What!)

We are the S. (What!)

We are the L. (What!)

We are the O. (What!)

We are the N. (What!)

We are the S.

Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco

Go Charlie, Charlie go

Charlie. Go Busta, Busta

Go Busta. You know we got style

Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco

Go Charlie, Charlie go

Charlie. Go Busta, Busta

Go Busta. You know we got style

Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco

Go Charlie, Charlie go

Charlie. Go Busta, Busta

Go Busta. You know we got style

Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco

Go Charlie, Charlie go

Charlie. Go Busta, Busta

Go Busta. You know we got style