Latitude lyrics

Artist  : Five Deez 
Song : Latitude



 Send "Latitude" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
What side you on?



You want alive? it's right here



Don't Look any further



While ya vision is clear



A lotta fog in the mist



Tryin to throw you a curve



All these rappin' thugs



Gettin' on my last damn nerve



You need to say "a piece a' cake"



Day in and day out



That tired-ass flavor gets played out (no
doubt)



You say that tag-along warning



To a rhyme for the rest



When we rock all the people



Say "YES SIR"



We fresher than all of these



Miggy figgy niggys on the mike



And scratch, you know



The [scratch] words to match



You still playin' catch up



Fall far behind the line



Try to cut but you wastin' ya time



Please come on, dude



We the Five Deez



Superior rhyme steez



Don't have our own style



We got styles plural



You still caught up in yesterday



Steppin' infection



Gettin' swept away



Futuristic black holdin' mics



Like soldiers hold weapons



On the attack and reppin'



Cincinnatti's finest, no question (five)



And you say queen city



(Side to side)



Throw ya hands up in the sky



Wave 'em round from side to side



We about to get fly (whoa)







[Scratching]



(Side to side)[repeated]







[???] of a sucka who's locomotive



I'm movin' it like the ocean



Devotion within my rhyme



Sayin' gift that's time



Committin' crimes like a felon



.357 lyrics to bust you up like melons



They ending when I'm dealin'



At five hundred decibels



I'm hailin' Five Deez



Tellin' cities and countries before me



(Say what?) I'm above these



These other cats bore me



Cold and plastic



I turn the crowd into elastic



Stretchin' 'em to the left



Then get pulled to the right



(Like a periscope)



Seein' 'em with normal eye sight



I rock all night



So you can roll through the day (come on)



Feelin' the rhythm



To hear my rhymes in delay



I give 'em what is needed



While you just flaunt what they want



Who gonna get junk, chum? (Who?)



Crunk clubbers



Bounce to my jam like rubber (yeah)



We doin' it for lovers



While you second with the haters



On the cross fader



(Side to Side)



And you say Queen City (city, city, city)







(Side to side)[repeated]



[Scratching/samples]







Hey



You can call me on ya mobile phone



Or grab a pen, a sheet of paper



Write a letter at ya home



You can download my music



Off a internet site



Or you can be mix tapin' it



We'll still be creatin' it



You can have a compact disc



Or vinyl gratin' it



(Vibration) but we still



Won't keep the fire waitin'



A watcher or a reader



A loner or a leader



You could be the one



To make the party cold



Or make it heat up



(Make the beat speed up)



(Press slow to know motion)



From the highest mountain



To the bottom of the ocean



(You want it?) Final attack



yeah, attack or adapt



Cause and effect



It's because we wreck



There's no flaws to detect



So don't pause the deck



Local or international



To galactic respect



You could fold from the pressure



But could you take the weight?



(And a rhythmic break)



And you say Queen City (city, city, city)







(Side to side)[repeated]