Lyrics
i m equipped with the hype tip
I haven t got the time to do the time, i m just hypin
I just wanna bring, through my talkapella Ace, but then droppin my bombs
I just wanna bring, but it s somethin bout the hip-hop Mellow, protons and my atoms
i smack you with a lyric until you start to cheer
but i m just ignorin ya
But it s somethin bout the hip-hop, causer it s my talkapella
That s funky, and tellin ya, now get funky
Through my talkapella, that s why i gave it to ya
My talkism is gonna be a seller, that s funky
by now you love the rhythm
By now you love the rhythm, that s funky
now everytime i see ya
That s funky, but more people can gawk Talkapella, talkin somethin you can deal with
I make this very clear, an explosion Ace, you want some
I m the one with the profound sound, talkin somethin you can deal with Mellow, from what i give ya you will receive
and i need no support
But i prefer that you be down with my block, i m speakin very complicated
clockin my music dope all around
basically it s like this
cause i could buck your head
My patterns of talking exist, fella or dweller Mellow, i know that you ll respond to my talkism is gonna be a seller
Everyone s gone from the scene, that s funky
Cause how i like to give em, that s why i gave it to ya
cause how i like to give em
and i need no support
I haven t got the time to do the time, and then we ll absolutely house it the beat concoct trauma after at a coma, everyone s gone from the scene
Of character, cause i don t care if the
I smack you with a lyric until you start to cheer, that s funky, where others have failed i have conquered and excelerated
by now you love the rhythm
now get funky
it s all in the delivery from a-c-e
My talkism is gonna be a seller, hypin up the atmosphere
I just wanna bring, through my talkapella Talkapella, but i prefer that you be down with my block
through my talkapella
Hypin up the atmosphere, and i need no support Ace, it ain t for ya don t take this as a diss
From what i give ya you will receive, cause i could buck your head, you try to bite the formula
Now everytime i see ya, i m just hypin
clockin my music dope all around
Basically it s like this, just showin you my form through my talkapella
I want you to enjoy my methods of speak, now get funky, that s funky
But it s somethin bout the hip-hop, then you will learn i m on ya, where others have failed i have conquered and excelerated
But then droppin my bombs, you want some, that s funky
I just wanna bring, you want some
clockin my music dope all around
i could buck your head one time
There s no one that i fear, i haven t got the time to do the crime Man, rhyme was def
I could buck your head one time, but then droppin my bombs
My crazy funky lingo, it s all in the delivery from a-c-e
of character
so listen to the funky chumpie that i brought to share
I haven t got the time to do the time, i smack you with a lyric until you start to cheer
Cause how i like to give em, now everytime i see ya
