Cliff Jumping into 2014 - Maui Barefoot Ninjas

He ain't lyin' Smilin' round the clock Rollin' from the drop top Kissin' on the brush, baby Dreamin' in the 60s In the 60s That's right Back to school Wildin' class, baby You see me poof like a rasta Roof like a rasta You know dem say dem boy sound like a rasta Mami not no rasta See me hookah knock off See dem say dem boy sound like a rasta Rollin' like a rockstar In the car with your lopes, bruh Lungs get broke Passin' round to take a dope, nah Spiked the mic It's kissin' off of open quotes That I wrote down on the napkin While I was sittin' on the throne, bruh Stone to the bone Man, I'm money on this sick flow Ripped the mic and let it go Rippin' like an animal Don't try this at home My little homies, I'm a boss Plus my flow so blimp Make you walk with a limp So I gotta represent Boy, I'm homegrown from Hilo Keep it on the D-low While I step back and reload My stack of C-notes I get cheddar like a lab rat Walk up and I just stereo Boy, you know you like that Slide around the block Rollin' in your drop top Fucks with your rockin' If he's there, then his sister Now tell me, are you In Tessami? He comes all by y'all Back again for the love For the kids, for the cash For the girls, for the land A chicken I got Catch me if you can Oyano, olelo Valeno, hanahono, hilo Who the man? Started back in 94 Monkey Dino ain't a kid no more We was rockin' parties Back when Red Eye was the double R And you know me It can only be the rapper movie Don't need security When you look like me It's been too long Since you had sudden rush Slammin' in your stereo It's been too long Since there was something Different on the radio Cause it takes more than fat tracks To accomplish something Your chorus may be bangin' But your verse ain't sayin' nothin' I'm thankful for my blessings Cause I don't believe in luck You cannot call it hatin' If your music really sucks I don't give a Oops, I gotta watch what's comin' out Don't want the kinky swearin' Cause they heard it comin' from my mouth Hits, let me list them Hot, we probably kissed them When he gone, he say we missed them All up in your system Slidin' round the block Top top I get so wired in Slammin' in your stereo It's been too long Since you had sudden rush Slammin' in your stereo It's been too long Since there was something Different on the radio Cause it takes more than fat tracks To accomplish something Your chorus may be bangin' But it's definitely Backin' on your system Backin' on the area Back radio The real originator's Comin' back up on his nerve So blow it in You're trippin' The girl's blowin' And you can't tell The DJ's selectin' And blowin' on the mic Cause people can't Eat some complainin' Of when we gon' be makin' And takin' Changin' up the scene again So hold on I'ma tell ya Here we come I said our music Blend like coconut aroma It's a useless story We're not here Just for the fun Not gonna stop Until we reach Number one Ay Smilin' round the block Gonna kick a drop top Flyin' loose Swingin' round Kickin' your system In your system It's a wild Woo! Swingin' round Kickin' your system Oh my god!