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Artist: Def Jef f/ Etta James
Album:  Just a Poet With Soul
Song:   Droppin' Rhymes on Drums
                                      
   Intro
   
   Etta: Drop it 'til your soul feel free...
   Jef: Alright.
   
   Verse 1
   
   [Jef]
   
   Yo man, give me that microphone and sit down
   Cos a brother like me is known to get down
   So get up from the rhyme and you'll find
   It's designed to give sight to the blind and enlighten the mind
   And the lines are arranged in a strange unorthodox style
   That knocks you out the box and blocks the competition
   On a mission, fishin' in an empty tank
   Comin' up blank
   Crank the drums up so I can hear it
   And it sums up, the thumbs up on the lyrics
   And I'm droppin' it
   Heavy like lead...we're dumb, kid
   Can you pick the perfect poet out the patch?
   E he scratches, I make the words match
   Try to catch up and you'll break your jaw
   Don't laugh, I heard it happened before
   Some sap said, "That nigga can't rap"
   I had to pull back the trigger and cap
   A full round of rhymes and aim for the head
   Not to put it to bed, but instead
   Pick his brains just like a psychiatrist
   He had no idea that I could just
   Mentally took the brother for bad
   I just wanted to see what kinda knowledge he had
   He wasn't too bright so I had to shed some light
   And now me and the kid's alright
   He heard 'Give It Here' and had no idea I get dumb
   I be droppin' rhymes on drums...
   
   [Etta]
   
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free (hey, hey-hey)
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free
   Yeah yeah, hey hey, hey
   [I just wanna holler when my soul feel free now]
   
   Verse 2
   
   [Jef]
   
   Made in Manhattan, bred in the Bronx, boy
   I ain't no toy, I'll destroy
   Any form of competitor
   In the form of a predator
   I'll stay ahead of the comp. one jump
   I know where I'm goin', yo and where I'm from
   I was taught to go for mine
   Even if I had to throw for mine that's fine
   But I left the neighbourhood
   Just cos I came to Cali don't mean I went Hollywood
   I'm still good and why shouldn't I kick it?
   Stay awhile the freestyle is wicked
   Rough and rugged, but it's not ragged
   Cos it's not the way Def Jef does it
   When I get in it I rhyme infinite
   And that means forever
   Whether obstacles in the way hinder
   They bother me not a bit, cos hey
   Small things are nothin' to a giant
   When rappers get defiant
   I ain't scared, I'm prepared
   Within my realm no souls are spared
   Don't try to read me, you'll be baffled
   Before you test me you best be careful
   Cos you have no idea where I'm comin' from
   I be droppin' rhymes on drums...
   
   [Etta]
   
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free, (hey, hey-hey)
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free
   
   Verse 3
   
   [Jef]
   
   Like a bear not your ordinaire, call me a grizzly
   Like a bee I'm bound to bust busy
   Expressing all thoughts with the notion in positive mode
   God offered the ride and I rode
   Listeners riding along with the legend in motion
   Yeah, you knew I had the potion
   A pinch of pizzazz and a smidgen of sincere savvy
   A funky beat, and what have we here?
   Not a mere but a major
   A flavour you savour so tasteful, so watch your behaviour
   Yeah, dope is what I gave ya
   But you don't smoke or sniff, this dope'll save ya
   From suckers you've been subjected to
   Listenin' to, I'll rescue you
   S.O.S in effect with Def Jef and DJ Erick Vaan
   Rockin' you on
   Friend or foe I'll take you blow by blow
   If you're a king then you know I'll overthrow
   So please don't provoke me, this ain't no joke, see?
   You feel pain by every stroke of the pen
   I don't mean to be a jinx, but then
   When you come against me your career's at an end
   I'll attack with a rap that is apt to attract
   Basic hip-hoppers cos basics are back
   Oops, made a mistake, I'm in a daze
   With me nothin's basic, let me rephrase
   Wonderful words, adjectives and verbs
   Nouns by the pound, superb speeches and slurs
   Simply supplying a subtle suggestion
   If you're selecting make me your selection
   Upon completion of suckers deleted
   The poet with soul will calmly be seated
   Thinkin' "I'm good and you knew it"
   Rhymes grow and flow so smooth like a fluid
   Or liquid...with high liquidity
   I'm turnin' rap to cash in a flash
   But money's not the name of the game or my claim to fame
   To make you rock is my one and only aim
   There's no comparison to what I've become
   I be droppin' rhymes on drums...
   
   [Etta]
   
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free, (hey, hey-hey)
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free
   Do it, do it, 'til your soul feel free [Repeat to fade]