Do Our Thing

By Oddisee

On 101

Released on December 9, 2008

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[Hook: Substantial]

We gon' bring the hip hop swing

Sit back relax, let us do our thing

Let us do our thing

Yeah, let's do our thing

Why can't I do my thing? (Go 'head and do your thing!)


[Verse 1: Oddisee]

I'm so cool, can't explain why I sound so hot

I make quality music, ya I rhyme a lot

Run with your little cock, what's the big idea?

? ? ? ? get pushed for sittin' in my chair

Shush little youngin', grown folk in here

Ok, so lay low til' the coast is clear

K.O. they flow then disappear

If y'all never scurred then I'm Mr. Fear


[Verse 2: Iomos Marad]

They fear me and they panic when they go up against us

Flow; that I own, cuz' they know it's relentless

Leavin' a trail of wounded rappers once the war is on

One line, from the mind, to the head (he gone!)

For all you young and little rappers you better beware

Your money and your jewels get burned in here

Every stripe that you get gets earned in here

You can catch a (smack to the face boy...)


[Verse 3: Oddisee]

I got no scheme, no gimmick

No bling, no women

Just one, no fleein'

No spendin', no glamour

No smoke, no hammer

No bammers that run around me

No matter

No drinks, no mix

No folks in the slammer

No coke in the crack

No smokes on the lack

No black on black crime

But when I rhyme, y'all feel me cuz' a brother only speakin' with facts

Time...


[Hook: Substantial][x2]

We gon' bring the hip hop swing

Sit back relax, let us do our thing

Let us do our thing

Let us do our thing

Can I do my thing? (Go 'head and do your thing!)


[Verse 4: Oddisee]

Give it up, like it or not;

Call me date rape

Most y'all are homos for real, or ya straight fake

Didn't go to culinary school but I make cake

Take lead, T.C., so they play straight

Nothing funny. Still hungry so I scrape plates

Moonwalk over beats past daybreak

Some of y'all mighta been nice in your heyday

But we runnin' things nowadays

Better make way


[Verse 5: Iomos Marad]

Mayday, mayday

They crashin' again

They styles are PC

I'm a virus to them

Writer's block got em' stuck while I speed through the track

In fact, my style's brand new, compared to a Mac

O.S., oh yes, cuz' I'm x'ing them out

Mike Tyson on the beat, y'all scared to go about

Your business as usual, movements are critical

Beats... Off...


[Verse 6: Oddisee]

I been in this game for years

It made me civilized

I--sympathize with brothers who lack enterprise

A--gainst all odds, all still breathing and all leading up

All still tryin'a break even

Leader of the present day; the el presidente in the hip-hop way

A life I dictate, that any other way ain't right

Cuz' I'm leader of the free world


[Hook: Substantial][x2]

We gon' bring the hip hop swing

Sit back relax, let us do our thing

Let us do our thing

Let us do our thing

Can I do my thing? (Go 'head and do your thing!)