B - Boy 2000 Lyrics - Gift Of Game - Crazytown

This is the last trip, this is the last trip 

CXT KRS-One, boogie down, Crazy Town 

I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O 

A space age hip-hop superhero 

I wanna block with glocks and brass knuckles 

A pocket full of weed and a B-boy belt buckle 

Space age rage to rattle your cage 

Runnin' amok as we fuck up the stage 

Taking hip-hop to a whole new level 

8-0-8 bass over twisted metal 

Shifty, the rebel, supernatural 

A mac with a pull act a fool Excalibur 

Destroying MC's with my vocal algebra 

We got somethin' new for you 

For you to take your ass and move it too 

Hit to lose it to, it's that crazy crew 

Takin' you on a ride to the other side, check it 

Bar codes on freaks programmed for freak mode 

Black holes of lost souls let the story be told 

Rock a B-boys stance, 'cause it's time to explode 

I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O 

A space age hip-hop superhero 

'Cause I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O 

A space age hip-hop superhero 

If you ever want to know what time it is 

Compared to what time it isn't 

When you hear KRS in the house 

Just run and get our ticket 

'Cause when you come into the jam 

The party will be kickin' 

All the Wic Wacs and DJ's in the house 

Jealous, it get so sickenin' 

Now CXT are some cool guys 

Still gettin' paid without no ties 

At least no jack and I can't hack it 

When you gonna ask the question why? 

I never liked workin' at Mickey D's 

All my life I got B's and C's 

Down with the crew called BDP 

Shifty, E.P.I.C now when you be 

I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O 

A space age hip-hop superhero 

Put you mind over matter gather 'round the sound 

Yeah, gather 'round the sound 

It don't get better, gather 'round the sound 

Come on, gather 'round the sound 

Put you mind over matter gather 'round the sound 

Yeah, gather 'round the sound 

It don't get better, gather 'round the sound 

Come on, we gather 'round the sound 

I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O 

A space age hip-hop superhero 

I roll at light speed through space and time 

With a boom box of beats and a book of rhymes 

Cosmo kinetic, I just don't get it 

These fools want to rock but their rhymes are pathetic 

The Epic, digital bliss 

The mega sound consists of a hard drive bits 

Written under ground, Crazy Town rock so hard 

You'll go berserk with the sound that travels around the universe 

Ill thoughts disperse we're the first and last 

High class, white trash rollin' a classic hover craft 

In strange days the wickedest ways 

Because the norm but it's far from the norm 

When we perform, check it 

B-boys make some noise, get connected 

Respect it, you should expect the unexpected 

B-girl reping at the front of the show 

I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O 

'Cause I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O 

A space age hip-hop superhero 

I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O 

A space age hip-hop superhero 

Dope thoughts come when I hear a kick 

Drum a bass beat transforms the level of the street 

And the lyrics boulevard status yo, I'm the baddest 

Beach front punks they insist I'm the raddest 

Thing to hit ever since L.S.D. 

Hallucinate while I dominate 

I bring Satan to the table 

When I rock, there is not a label for it 

Critics adore it homicidal as it gets 

Your wrist slit when I make suicidal imprints 

On your brain, I induce pain, so I'm insane 

Hell bent burnt you like acid rain 

Extraordinarily, I lyricize specialize 

In body rockin' rappin' and mackin' 

Two triple O, I came to get down with my clique 

Crazy Town we came to get down 

Yes, yes y'all we came to get down 

I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O 

A space age hip-hop superhero 

Put you mind over matter, gather 'round the sound 

Yeah, 'gather 'round the sound 

It don't get better gather 'round the sound 

Come on, gather 'round the sound 

Put you mind over matter, gather 'round the sound 

Yeah, 'gather 'round the sound 

It don't get better gather 'round the sound 

Come on, gather 'round the sound 

CXT, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, 

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all 

This is the last trip, this is the last trip 

Work, work, work 

C'mon, c'mon 

Make it hard work