Forth and Back (feat. Kurupt)

Rock to the rhythm, forth and back Forth and back, forth and back back back... Just rock to the rhythm, forth and back Forth and back, forth and back back back... Don't make no sense You ain't gotta grab the microphone to pay your rent It's too many, so-called MC's rappin Put your shit down, you can't make it happen Continue, to do what you do So my crew can bring out the cool in you and you Don't front on the S my man What you do is thank God for the dammmmmn Rock to the rhythm, forth and back Forth and back, forth and back back back... Rock to the rhythm, forth and back Forth and back, forth and back back back... The S.V. clique, yeah we it Turn around and say what? And to rhyme against How dare when you front so {nigga} tell me what time it is It's time to stop the whack rhymin and stop grabbin your {penis} This is for the {niggas} who get freaky with it Cause it can get hectic, hectic It get to the S.V. clique, rhymin's a fair connect Soldier just move it, keep movin it Rock to the rhythm, forth and back Forth and back, forth and back back back... Rock to the rhythm, forth and back Forth and back, forth and back back back... This is the moment that you all been waitin fo' The S is the {shit} c'mon, y'know This is for the whack {niggas} who don't know That my crew is definitely the solid rock Don't make a, young {nigga} pull out a Glock Cause my Glock is my microphone I had to put it down sometimes, what a {nigga} gotta do To convince the masses this is the dopest crew So when you criticize, you better make sure Two thumbs is up, {nigga} what?! I think you oughta Rock to the rhythm, forth and back Forth and back, see forth and back back back Yeah rock to the rhythm, forth and back Forth and back, forth and back back back...