PRhyme - Dat Sound Good lyrics

[Intro: DJ Premier scratching sample of Joell Ortiz] "Dat sound good right there" "Dat sound good" "Dat sound good right there" [Royce Da 5'9"] Yeah... I'm just a, ju-, I'm just a, I'm just a Yeah, I'm just a, I'm just a I'm just a regular chillin with thugs and legends I got deceased contacts in my phone I never delete, I keep my cellular plugged into Heaven Somebody nudge the reverend Tell him I'm sellin a white girl like I'm Starbucks, Uggs and leggings All of these hugs and kissy emojis k**in my 4G All of these soldiers k**in 'em fo' me I told 'em to chill but still I'm a O.G. Wish I could go back in time and keep it real with my old lady I asked would she rather deal with adultry or would she rather deal with my cold feet That's a wild question May the best man win and may I be the best man that I could be everywhere I'm at but my wedding Get live rounds from guns that are gigantic Cause you wouldn't bow down like the front of the Titanic You're gonna die damn it I'm bringin drama through your "homicidio" like I'm tryin to say "homicide" in Spanish My n***a Joell Ortiz said [Chorus: DJ Premier scratching] "Dat sound, good" "Dat sound, good right there" "Dat sound good right there" "Dat sound good, right, right, right there" "Dat sound, good right there" [Ab-Soul] Check, I'm in tip-top condition Mm, just gotta keep the pa**ion Yo, I'm in tip-top condition, with a hustler's ambition I'm sick of hip-hop, I should be in the damn kitchen whippin, somethin potent for the chosen clientele All the smoke that I inhale, I'm 'posed to be high as hell But that's a twisted figure of speech, Hell is below you I'm guaranteed Heaven before I'm beneath the soil Toil with the squad, that's how you get sent to God dawg You know it's backwards to go against God, dog (damn!) Whoever gets a whiff of the base is loaded like the World Series Steve Jobs died, now the world Siri's ("I respect you") And that's serious as a heart attack I'm an ancient artifact, we question if your art is fact In fact, you ga**ed up like you hard to match Leave you ablaze; extinguish your remains I'm the leader of this game, old school or new Old +Soul+, but my shoes is new Yo, yo... SOUL! [Chorus: DJ Premier scratching] "Dat sound good right there" "Dat sound good right there" "Dat sound good right" "Dat sound good right there" "Dat sound good, right" "Dat sound good right there" [Mac Miller] Yeah, a bunch of poison in my blood stream Now it's gettin ugly; I must be another junky How lucky am I to still be alive? I'm goin crazy Bought a Mercedes with money I raised for Haiti Abducted Brenda's baby, sold it to a gay couple Take d**, too high enough to juggle with some space shuttles Your worst nightmare, breathin all the white air Inhale, exhale {"Dat sound good right there"} Yeah, the unforgettable, walkin bicentennial man Born an idea, was never a man I'm with Ab-Soul the a**hole, Nickel-Nine and Premo sh**, Larry Fish', he brought the technicolor dreamcoat {*hach-ptu*} I'm spittin on the face of evil You internet rappers with no matter, I delete you I ain't human, more a movement of illusions Live from confusion, if you see 'em shoot 'em Boom [Outro: DJ Premier scratching] "Dat sound good right there" "Dat sound good, right" "Dat sound good, right, th-th-th-there" "Dat sound good right there" "Dat sound good" "Dat sound good right there"