"Abdul Jabar Cut" lyrics
Uh
Kick on back to the rap I format
When it's through what you do is just play it back
Rewind it
Find it
That's how I designed it
And fellas if you see a big butt get behind it
And grind on it
I mean push and bump
'Cause it's about time we made this party jump
Take a drink of your forty
And let's get naughty
Get on the floor and just move your body to the sound
I found and also developed
Let's trip don't sit, come on get the hell up
Look at the black man, now what'd up
He's not a skin head, that's the Abdul Jabar Cut
Yeah...Yeah
Streets of Romeo
Mt. Clemens
Detroit
All over
Now people always me and KDC
If we take this activity a seriously
I reply, with a sigh rather uniquely
And say does Donald Trump have a lotta money
Yes a stupid question, but I won't quote ya
'Cause I'm the Geraldo, Philmore, Oprah
I'm the K-I-D R-O-C-K
Down with Jive, RCA
Hey how could you judge me 'cause what I am
Be blind to my mind
And take a look and say fuck him
Look at the black man, now what up
He's not a skin head, that's the Abdul Jabar Cut
Okay...Yeah
Like I said
Top Dog
One, two, to the three
And we always come back for more
Kenny wears a low fade
Danny wears no fade
I wear the high fade
And we all get paid
Trying to blow my rap down the sink
But go ahead 'cause my rap's made of brick
And it sticks
Kicks
Hits
And uplifts
At shows, it flows but never drifts
It's too swift and moves with quickness
Top Dog again and you say what is this
It's the under rated MC on top
The young six foot one Kid Rock
Look at the black man, now what's up
He's not a skin head, that's the Abdul Jabar Cut
Okay...Yeah
Get down
Come back
The black man from New Jersey
KDC
Kid Rock
It's the crew right here
Bitch
Now Patty keep it going with the guitar
Yeah, all you punk ass bitches
Hahahaha
This is Kid motherfucking Rock
The beast crew is in the house
All you suckers
This is a motherfucking party
You better ask somebody
So get your motherfucking hands up in the air
This ain't no joke
Yo this is the motherfucking east side
Detroit is in this mother fucker
Uh ha ha
Yo the black man
From parts unknown
Can you dig it
You bitch
Yeah...Yeah
For the nineties...Hoe
Kick on back to the rap I format
When it's through what you do is just play it back
Rewind it
Find it
That's how I designed it
And fellas if you see a big butt get behind it
And grind on it
I mean push and bump
'Cause it's about time we made this party jump
Take a drink of your forty
And let's get naughty
Get on the floor and just move your body to the sound
I found and also developed
Let's trip don't sit, come on get the hell up
Look at the black man, now what'd up
He's not a skin head, that's the Abdul Jabar Cut
Yeah...Yeah
Streets of Romeo
Mt. Clemens
Detroit
All over
Now people always me and KDC
If we take this activity a seriously
I reply, with a sigh rather uniquely
And say does Donald Trump have a lotta money
Yes a stupid question, but I won't quote ya
'Cause I'm the Geraldo, Philmore, Oprah
I'm the K-I-D R-O-C-K
Down with Jive, RCA
Hey how could you judge me 'cause what I am
Be blind to my mind
And take a look and say fuck him
Look at the black man, now what up
He's not a skin head, that's the Abdul Jabar Cut
Okay...Yeah
Like I said
Top Dog
One, two, to the three
And we always come back for more
Kenny wears a low fade
Danny wears no fade
I wear the high fade
And we all get paid
Trying to blow my rap down the sink
But go ahead 'cause my rap's made of brick
And it sticks
Kicks
Hits
And uplifts
At shows, it flows but never drifts
It's too swift and moves with quickness
Top Dog again and you say what is this
It's the under rated MC on top
The young six foot one Kid Rock
Look at the black man, now what's up
He's not a skin head, that's the Abdul Jabar Cut
Okay...Yeah
Get down
Come back
The black man from New Jersey
KDC
Kid Rock
It's the crew right here
Bitch
Now Patty keep it going with the guitar
Yeah, all you punk ass bitches
Hahahaha
This is Kid motherfucking Rock
The beast crew is in the house
All you suckers
This is a motherfucking party
You better ask somebody
So get your motherfucking hands up in the air
This ain't no joke
Yo this is the motherfucking east side
Detroit is in this mother fucker
Uh ha ha
Yo the black man
From parts unknown
Can you dig it
You bitch
Yeah...Yeah
For the nineties...Hoe
Writer(s): Robert J. Ritchie
