wiggle, intermingle with chicks who get braless, and jiggle for a video clip then just pause it. Listen - we could never get bit, we're too conscious, we kicking some subliminal shit like sances, get yourself some kibbles and bits you bitch chaunces, we doin' it for giggles and shits and it's progress. Track Name: The Roof It always came back to the roof. Feedback, recap on the truth. The past is the proof. Some say it's hard at the top, but the top is the spot where we'd always come back to recoup in beat-up sneaks; postering out in the rain, clothes soaked chased ghosts for the fame. The process of buildin' a name: every time we got close doors closed, but we chose to maintain. Maple Butta Mondays, live rap, spoken word IDS chicks smokin' bird. JE and the mothership: we them other kids killin' Saturdays for the love of it, because of it Bix sold his whip - moved to crack corner. We seen a lot of shit go down on that corner. Not swellin' up from the kids though, block fillin' up with the thick smoke, cops yellin' up to my window. Hyper cats, PRD cypher scraps find out where the lifers at. Won and lost battles like binary code, we dropped science with the library closed. Taryn Della schooled the Socks on the ghetto tip, shot the breeze with Aziz (formed the fellowship,) Battle Royale took years to fight, but then again some verses take