God Sound

( VERSE 1: Mondo )

Now I can remember: way back in the winter, or September

It was '93 when we got signed, music was destiny

We'd flee the spot to Unique and made a hop with fat beats

And soon ("Bi-ni-ni") the greatest summer jam hit the streets

I was strapped with Nike Airs and Vex came through the door

Had heads boppin a lot when the joint hit the floor

Hit Canada to Florida, L.A. to the East

We had heads in Japan shoutin "mark of the beast!"

Now check the deuce release, we tell it like it is

>From grown mens to kids, lettin em know that God lives

What up, dog, ha, the beast about to flip?

This world ain't gettin no better unless we don't strive for it

( CHORUS: Vex )

So come in, and welcome to a humble abode

Boogiemonsters, fat beats and rhymes is the mode

Save the drama for your mama, coma or hit the road

It's time to get on down

With that God Sound (2x)

( VERSE 2: Vex )

Yo, I was born in Alaska, transported to Virginia

Afar from the true origin of the north star

A small child, my father makin moves through military

Battlin heads on army bases for props, my life scary

Never let a brother fall into his mode

But everywhere I go it starts another episode

Dig it, it takes a real strong brain to remain

In the places I've been, worlds's a waste, in sin

I saw choppers and gats, missiles and maps

Life of an army brat just pressured my rap

But everywhere I go, from yesterday to tomorrow

People cause episodes when we need to kill the drama

Word

( CHORUS: Mondo ) (2x)

( Mondo )

Yes y'all, movin to the beat

You can settle down or just have a seat

God Sound is in your area, it's keepin up your block

It got MC's jumpin out them shoes and socks

Now clear-headed is my method, press rewind when I speak

I don't need **** to help me think, relax, write rhymes and do beats

( Vex )

Now in a three-line design I gotta break down this ep'

I'm steppin out of this ride as quiet is kept

Out of nowhere three heads approach me in the night

Like "Why you shoot our cousin?", lookin ready to fight

I'm like "What?" then plow, before I know what I saw

The biggest one, 200 pounds, stood me dead in the jaw

But my man Ronnie Myers had the weapons on load

And quickly ended yet another ill episode

( Mondo )

Have you ever seen those videos with the naked big booty girls

And the MC be rhymin

And you be like, "Yo, that joint is ill!"

But chill, when a rapper think he's slick, he can't rhyme a lick

So he presents the naked chick to cover up his lack of skill

But chill, there's another category of MC's

And it's imperative that I hit em, cause I'm sick of em

With the el in one hand, and the other be packin steel

Y'all so fake it's dangerous, sayin "I'm just tryin to keep it real"

( CHORUS: Mondo & Vex ) (2x)

( Vex )

Day in and day out I hear heads talk yang

Out the side of they neck with a whole bunch of slang

But it don't change a thing, gunshots still ring

Invited just to fly over, peep the lessons we show ya

Never sweat what's goin on behind your back over your shoulder

It's just another road to the next episode

Ha-ha

Knawmean?

So just chill

( CHORUS: Mondo & Vex ) (2x)

Straight for 2000

Troy Hightower

In the place to be

BM's international

And you don't stop

It won't stop

And it don't stop