No Love For The Roadie Lyrics - Washed Up And Through The Ringer - Catch 22

Hmmm C22 

These punk motherfuckers now a hip hop crew? 

Naw, we just having some fun. 

A little somethin' we wanna get done. 

Anyone say a word, better shut your mouth biotch. 

We'll kick your punk ass to the curb 

Sit your stupid ass on the couch 

And nod your head to something new Feel it? Na? 

Fuck you, we do We're on a mission, 

To beef with anyone who fucks with our ambition 

So check it and give a listen and let me explain 

Yo E-rock bring back that instrumental refrain. 

Seven different members, 

Meaning seven different names, 

Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways 

All common goals reamin 

Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks 'cause I haven't changed. 

No love for the roadie? 

Yo man, you're the roadie, you don't... 

Seven members, seven members, 

That's it. That's all you got. 

Eight! Eight! 

Lick a shot-shot. Boom 5 4 3 2 1 wanna make you jump up, 

It's like a clean cut 

Slicing through the track with a machete 

Ready set go 

A Derringer cover 

Cover me, cover you I'll take it slow and easy, indiscreetly, 

I'm completely numb 

Come come 

Surburban ragamuffin with a dancehall twist, 

I'm saying I'm saying I'm saying nothing 

This Shot a licka say it again kick it and come back for one 

I'm running I'm running I'm running I'm running 

It takes some time It's like a dream come true I'm in heaven again 

We're right here jumping with you 

Once again again, once once again again 

Seven different members, 

Meaning seven different names, 

Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways 

All common goals reamin 

Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks 'cause I haven't changed. 

Yo man, I work. 

Dude, you don't work. 

I work. 

Yo, so let me come in real slow. 

Like 1, 2, I bet you thought you knew about the style we present, 

So intense cutting through with precision never watered down 

But you're bound to drizound coming around 

Your town rocking a crowd with the sweetest sound 

You ever heard fool there aren't no other 

You wanna talk shit I have your running for your mother 

Coming in quick you little bitch 

Throwing a brick up in your window to get your affection 

So pay attention, learn your lesson on this whole next session 

When I grip the mic I spit my shit like a veteran 

Wait stop the beat a second 

Now bring it back again Catch 22 has come to bump your party 

And get you jumping and keep it bumping 

Nah forget about the bump, 

I'm gonna go and blaze it up 

Seven different members, 

Meaning seven different names, 

Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways 

All common goals reamin 

Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks 'cause I haven't changed. 

YoI'm saying that's not right. 

Step back punk you ain't got no place here... 

I'm the one they call 

Perm so listen learn 

Gonna make you twist and turn with this beat that I kick it South River, Trax 

East 

Fuck with me you'll be deceased 6 foot underground is where you'll be to say 

the least 

East Coast Pride until I decide I come in strong gonna bust you in the eye 

My piece of pie is all I'm looking for 

Gotta get the door I came to let you know 

All I rock is eckou 

Yo what up Bean (Yo what up bro) 

So let me finish this up quick 'cause shit be getting thick 

So let me go out nice and slick 

Perm signing off so hand me my sticks 

I'm not down with this motherfucking microphone shit. 

Yo dude, uh, you gonna sing the chorus? 

No dude I don't like singing the chorus. 

Just sing the hook. 

No, no, dude. 

Try that. 

No, I really don't... check it. Peace. 

Seven different members, 

Meaning seven different names, 

Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways 

All common goals reamin 

Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks 'cause I haven't changed. 

You'd better recognize man, that ain't right. 

Yo bump that man and get behind that table and sell that t-shirt. 

It's eight, I said eight, yo. 

Na, I don't think so. It's seven. 

Whatever, dude. 

It's the P-a-t-r-i-c-k with the t-h-c m d-m- a 

So listen while I wreck it 

Then listen to the record 

Check it wait another second this won't take all day 

I'm the dank natty dread deep banana head 

Making a six string sing is hard done than said 

'cause saying it and doing it just ain't the same 

They're like fire and rain It's like night and day 

But at night or day in the AM or the PM 

You know I'm hitting TM I call 'em like I see 'em 

So rewind the rhyme stick it in your eye 

And let the old school open your mind one time 

Seven different members, 

Meaning seven different names, 

Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways 

All common goals reamin 

Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks 'cause I haven't changed. 

Yo I ?? represent. 

No you ain't busting no rhymes, man. 

The only thing thing busting is your ass if you don't sell those records & 

tapes, kid. 

I do my work. 

You ladies better run for cover, 

'cause I'm the lyrical lover I stimulate and penetrate you like no other 

I'm a hip-hop transformer, 

A sexual performer Best get out of my way 

'cause I'm turning the corner 

So let me start with my present I'm the phat Illmont resident, 

Getting more play than our current president 

Ladies start the bump 

Let's get the bass to thump 

I'm Ian and I'm calling out the motherfucking chumps 

'cause I'm badder than Darth Vader I'm called the Terminator 

Lyrically you all know that I'm the dominator 

You're not ready for me and all that I bring 

'cause I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee 

So now you all know it's true that the C22 crew is coming for you 

With a beat that's brand new 

That's right 'cause I'm the big smooth and you be feeling my groove 

Yeah I'm the motherfucker showing Jordan his moves. 

Seven different members, 

Meaning seven different names, 

Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways 

All common goals reamin 

Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks 'cause I haven't changed. 

Yo I'm not saying it again, I want props. 

Yo you best step away from the mic before I get Ike Turner on your ass. 

Aw fuck 

You wanna get jumped chump punk? 

Come press your luck by our whole crew we all stone you, 

Own you, for a while you just wasn't looking 

But what you gonna do? 

(Whoo, is that Mingus over there?) 

Yeah you hear me talking 

Spitting out the candy for your ears 

Move your rears to this Ghetto booty shaking 

Taking it all and yo raking the dough in ho 

And me and my boys in 22 you just don't know we be pimping in the clubs 

With my man Jeff singing reggae dub with Perm, TM, Ian, and KG, Kirk E. 

Fresh, me I'm Mingus and our boy J-E. 

Merch guys and roadies around the world this is your time so grab your girl 

It's time to show you what we do We're not your little tools 

TDE is down for me as I kick it old school. 

East coast Jersey represent don't fuck with me 'cause you can't repent 

What you say will come back to you If you doubt me just test my crew 

Don't break my trust 'cause I'm no fool and you starting rumors doesn't make you 

cool 

Just a punk ass bitch with too much time and until you talked shit everything 

was fine 

But now it's too late what's said is said, 

You're getting fucked up this is the end. Biotch. 

Seven different members, 

Meaning seven different names, 

Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways 

All common goals reamin 

Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks 'cause I haven't changed. 

Eight different members, eight different names, 

Eight different mouths speaking eight different ways 

All common goals remain, 

Still pigeon-hole status quo sucks 'cause we haven't changed.