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Artist:T Love
Taken from the album Return of the B Girl EP by T Love
Album:Return of the B Girl EP
Track:LA to Brooklyn
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Lyrics:featuring Siah and Yeshua Da PoED

Uh.. uhh uhh uhh
Check it out Wee Bee
Foolish duty free
Uhh.. This Kid Named Miles

[T Love]
Drip drip be
the sound consumate
when they hangin from my nipple tryin to get a sip
I've got so
much much on my mind
Rhymes and beat beats and rhymes
Ain't these fascinatin
Check the girl lactatin lines
I'm formula nourishin and warmin ya

from Panama Canal to Californ-ia
There be a path of spilled milk, leadin to my tilt

[Yeshua Da PoED]
My speech, apparently carries me
over break-beats and
melodies smothered in Sara Lee
cakes, teeth, ache, even take care of the
fans, spectators who stare at me
and get the greater effect, flavor beyond belief

increase, calorie intake, with each
syllable I spill, at will, cause I be a
individual, your ?

Up in the tropical illusion, fusin rhyme and
Leakin about a creek from the wellspring given
Driven to be.. uhh, I'm not
sure what (what)
It's gotta be pure, won't strut with smut
Allergic to wackness,
like E-D
and T-B too, now see how we do
Anita you dance with the Japanese beetle

Call the ring and make it stop at the rays of the needle

Chorus: T-Love

From LA to Brooklyn, it's about rhymes and beats
From Brooklyn to LA, it's
about beats and rhymes

[Yeshua Da PoED]
Now if I didn't rap, mics would be
lonely, like the only
kid that didn't clap, when the lip be strictly, spittin that

Bros know, flow so intact, it be splittin caps on heads
that authorize admittance on impact
in fact
MC's get with that, and take mental notation
of how I utilize, echo location
to find my placement
in rotations, that sets the foundation to real collaboration
creation, begins with my imagination

To write the tight and light the
night I need a bit of inspiration
Ate Thinsulate, to get the shit with insulation

Not an insulin patient, I'm pencillin prescriptions
of a sweet medication, stenciled in the
of the street meditation for a blessed recitation
I lessen repetition
with the dressing it's to have a
dash of with the seasoning, sneezing in the back of, class

So when the breeze pass the crack of my ass
You feel the funk

From LA to Brooklyn, I was out lookin
Too many MC's who wanna swing these

Time to dip dip dive socialize with your mind
Cause in the end bitch, all about
rhymes and soul
Siah, Yesh, and me, make peace on the beat
Brooklyn to LA, we cause
a melee
Fuck a beef, what the fuck, who give a fuck
As long as the beat is dope and
your rhymes don't suck

Chorus 2X

From LA to Brooklyn (4X)

Yeah, ninety-seven, ninety-eight
Ninety-nine, two thousand
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