1.Hit 'Em Again
Lyricist：Isaac Hayes
Hit 'em again
Here's a little story that must be told
Police maybe, punks never
Our rhymes are slamming and we won't ever
Become intimidated by the gossip stated
Instead we'll strive and let it motivate us
'Cause we are brothers, don't try to diss
The 3 will get evil and then commit
Assault with deadly lyrics and make you admit
7A3, we ain't having it
When you recover you'll try to contend
But the 3 will be waiting and we'll hit you again
Intellectual seekers, seeking intellect
So if you're stalking, you better come correct
And guaranteed that when I give you a taste
It's like I buck you in your head and your grill out your face
So when they come to your funeral, the casket's closed
The secrets that you keep are never exposed
'Cause you thought you was a champ but you're just another vic
Said we were stupid but you're not that slick
Heard we're in the house, got your posse and hurried
Looked into my eyes and then you scurried
Out the door because you have no heart
I see you seen the future and it tears you apart
Once you was a enemy but now you're a friend
Because you don't want the 3 to hit 'em again
Once upon a time when I first started rhyming
I used to wonder when I would start climbing
The charts, looking away from the common problem
I lacked patience and virtues, I had none
So I had to learn as time went on
About the trips I might be sent on
And by trips I don't mean a vacation
The first law of nature is self-preservation
So my motto is to hit 'em again
You wanna know why？ Well, my friend
In the end the truth is you may not win
And if you don't win you can hit 'em again
Because of what I am and how I stand
You tend to fear my kind of man
Collecting knowledge from the mother earth
And seeking out the prophecies since the date of birth
Brothers and sisters, believe in your dreams
Because without 'em you're a falcon with just one wing
Always lookin' over mountains to see the sky
When you could look down as in the clouds you fly
Look at the child and all I feel is sorrow
It's hard today and then tomorrow
See, life is a game and anybody can win
And if at first you don't succeed, well then you hit 'em again
2.1／2 Bouldin, The Other 1／2 Ince
Lyricist：Glenn K. Bolton, Brett Anthony Bouldin, Sean Matthew Bouldin
Yo Bret, Sean, Muggs
Let's rock this one for the east
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Grandmixer Muggs, Bret E. and Sean E.B.
Your city needs your voice most definitely
To keep the party pumping like the heart of a tiger
Grandmixer is the earth, Sean the air, Bret the fire
Combination of the elements, we're universal
Because we're getting paid saying we're commercial
But accept the fact that we're a household appliance
Muggs adds the scratch, we drop the science
Think that I'm lying？ Listen to it in your room
You'll notice that it's pumping with a definite boom
And let me tell you, I'm sure to convince
Because it's one 1／2 Bouldin y'all and the other 1／2 Ince
Whip MC's, don't try to criticize
Step to me yo, and I will victimize
Showing no sympathy, you know what I will be
Behold my lyrics, yo, and now you pray to me
In astonishment, you come and compliment
Back to the drawing board yo, cause you're irrelevant
Write a rhyme, you're trying to catch me
Climbing the barriers of conquer MC
So you make it and return to find
I'm still a step ahead so hit the back of the line
If we meet again it will be our last 'bout
Strike one, strike two, third strike you're out
Your posse roll up, I won't even clinch
'Cause it's one 1／2 Bouldin y'all and the other 1／2 Ince
Produced two rhyme creators who been rocking ever since
Birth and you know from the time we were born
To expect success the minds were strong
Raised on Linden, building one, 570
As you already know apartment 7A
For all you scroungy suckers whose minds are dense
My father's last name Bouldin, my mother's maiden name Ince
Last name Bouldin and my first name's Bret
Don't walk on me, boy, 'cause you pose no threat
To Bret E.B. speaking words of a prophet
Peace is my answer, violence we should stop it
Took a trip to Mexicali, threw on my sombrero
Kicking it in a '68 Camarro
Red and Convertible, cause that's my style
Got a girl in every seat, I'm feeling kinda wild
Always talking knowledge with a touch of intellect
And every time you hear the voice the name you shall respect
So yo, and let me tell you just how I live
I gets you in the mood, make you all festive
Walk on me, boy, nothing to it but to do it
Had to think about it？ Yo, then pursue it
I am the engine and you are the kaboost
And if you were a sneak I'd be a mongoose
'Cause I am the king, Sean is the prince
And it's one 1／2 Bouldin y'all and the other 1／2 Ince
3.Coolin' in Cali
7A3
Miscellaneous
Coolin' in Cali
Coolin in Cali, goin far
Introduction to a brand new star
Comin from the west - Hollywood
Best believe, to go we're good
Baskin in the sunshine, drink a little wine
A tender cutie, yo, you know I'm gonna find
Livin on the beach underneath palm trees
Wear my shorts to show off the knees
That's the life, yo, you wanna live it
Do what I do, anything, you would give it
Like Sinatra do it my way
Job is the work, gettin paid the play
Cause I'm
(Coolin in Cali)
(Coolin in Cali)
Want some of this, well, I have no crew
You wanna do me harm, get the old (1-2)
Combination, makin all bells ring
A fighter and a lover, yo, I'm good at everything
Geffentown, so watch what you see
My word is bond, and this is gonna be
A frenzy of fun, man, it's insanity
(Is he crazy？) Forget the vanity
I like the path, though the road is dark
Make you move and groove as I make my mark
In history, leavin no mystery
Don't like defeat, goin for victory
(Coolin)
(Coolin in Cali)
(Coolin in Cali)
Like a Snicker I satisfy
Overcome？ Don't even try
Chillin like a villain, but I live like a king
This is Cali (Cali) you know how I swing
Look around, take in the beauty
Not to mention all the fly cuties
Keep your arm pumpin as the two break wild
Listen to the music, enjoy the style
I wanna party, yes, have some fun
The night is young and we just begun
So come along upon a journey to a land unknown
Deliver you from evil and bring you home
(Coolin in Cali)
(Coolin in Cali)
(Clap your hands)
(To what he's doin)
(Clap) (clap) (clap) (clap) (clap your hands)
(Clap your hands)
(Clap your hands)
Not a game, don't play me like Calico
I get punani because you love the dicko
Drink a Mai Thai, sit in the sand
Rock the house - you know I can
The energzier make you all go 'oy!'
I'm worth a million, you're just a toy
I buy my brew, yes, all year round
You're lookin for what I have found
California girls - in bikinis
Make a wish, cause I'm your djini
The way I'm livin, you think it's a dream
Break your neck to be down with the scene
(Coolin in)
(Coolin in)
You and I (I, I...) what it is
Droppin science, takin care of biz
7A3 - immortal majesty
Here's the order, and it's gonna be
California boy raised in East New York
Gettin paid top dollar for the way that I talk
Listen to my words, cause the teacher must teach
Take a sentence and rhythm, commence to speak
Native of Brooklyn, live in L.A.
Chill in the crib, write the rhymes to say
And when it's over, the pen is smokin and worn
Coolin in Cali, peace - I'm gone
4.Drums Of Steel
Lyricist：Sylvester Allen, Brett Anthony Bouldin, Harold R Brown,
Morrison Dickerson, Leroy Jordan, Charles W Miller, Joe Nicolo,
Lee Oskar, Howard Scott
Stop what you're doin', cause the plane's takin' off
Miss a second of instructions, and you might get lost
Ultimate extravaganza, the style and finesse
Now he's the S-e-a-double n-i-e
Father's last name is Bouldin', so he uses the B
Captivator of the cuties, understood by few
Makin' money for a livin', 'cause this is what we do
You just have a man if your soul is hollow
The crew has chose to lead cause we never learned to follow
So all you who flex, and yo, you know the deal
Just listen to my drummer, y'all, and his drums of steel
Listen to my drummer
As my drummer goes bang
To my drummer
As my drummer goes bang
Listen to my drummer
As my drummer goes bang
Good time guaranteed, take no nonsense
Yo Muggs, that's your cue, so let the beat commence
So all you lovers, watch your girl
'Cause we'll take em to Utopia
Hold her real close, cause we might be scopin' her
Sean has the dream, I have the vision
I think it's 'bout time the coalition starts this mission
See, prophets speak with knowledge
The truth they never mitigate
Our bond is strong, for no more thou shall desecrate
Cold rock a rabble, question when we quibble
Don't understand？ Then figure out the riddle
'Cause I'm speakin' knowledge, everything's for real
Listen to my drummer, y'all, and his drums of steel
Listen to my drummer
As my drummer goes bang
To my drummer
As my drummer goes bang
Listen to my drummer
As my drummer goes bang
To my drummer
As my drummer goes bang, bang
Inventin' lyrics is the motive, and this is the life
Live for the moment and rollin' the dice
'Cause gamblers always takin' a chance
The drums are slammin', so let's all dance
Brother, listen to that good old hip-hop music
There's no comparison, so don't you confuse it
With any other, in a class of its own
Some might say it's the vocal tone
Word, talkin' in English, never speakin' in tongues
It's the bass in the voices and the air in the lungs
Grandmixer Muggs, show em what hip-hop means
Baby boys outta Brooklyn, DJ from Queens
But now we cool in Cali, live in L.A.
Makin' money for a livin', livin' day by day
Even heavy metallers give up and yield
When they listen to our drummer, y'all
And his drums of steel
Listen to my drummer
As my drummer goes bang
To my drummer
As my drummer goes bang
Listen to my drummer
As my drummer goes bang
To my drummer
As my drummer goes bang, bang, bang
5.Everybody Get Loose
Lyricist：Brett Anthony Bouldin, Jeff Weaver
Yo Schoolly, drop that beat
(Goin' way back)
Just-Ice, yeah, 1 2, y'all
Go somethin' like this
Pay attention when I'm speakin', yo, hear what I'm sayin'？
I'm not givin' an order but you're obeyin'
Yeah, I'm born in Brooklyn and moved to Cali
I wear my Fila's 'cause I don't like Bally's
Livin' large, checks comin' for residuals
Hang with the 3 but I'm still an individual
Just another dog' but it's okay with me
'Cause I'm S T R O N G
Lookin' at the 3 and seein' dollar signs
For all you gangbangers, tonight is the truth
Everybody in the house, we're gonna get loose
Yo, break it down now
Ah yeah
Ha ha
Let's get it started, get the crowd movin'
Wild and loose, it keeps the ladies groovin'
'Cause that is the job and the job gets done
Make you crazy in the moonlight, burn you up in the sun
In the beginning there was doubt in your opinion
Slept on the trio but now look who's grinnin'
All the way to the bank to make the deposit
Keep food on the table and gear in the closet
Takin' off on a flight of the sparrow
If this were Egypt, you'd look upon pharaoh
Bret will proceed, then proceed with caution
To all my enemies, I wish you good fortune
This is my destiny, we always knew this
'Cause we got done and could do this
I'm in the party, gonna give you a boost
Everybody in the house, let's get loose
To whom it may concern, yes, we're intellectual
Your lady loves it and wants to make it sexual
Because we're wild with this and our minds we express
To the weak we're kind, but let us remind
Not on a dissin' mission, but stay off my line
'Cause Hollywood is good but Brooklyn is bumpin
Ladies each places the three are humpin'
Are you confused by the way that I talk？
No, it's not a action, this is East New York
Guaranteed up in the party, got so much juice
Come on everybody, because we're gonna get loose
Downtown brothers with an Uptown swing
And for all you shit-poppers, you heard nothing
It doesn't really matter what you do or say
You say it can't be done？ Psst, no comprende
Oogie, boogie-woogie was in '73
Don't play or beef, we'll rock the M I C
Bret is the bass
(And I am the tenor)
Muggs adds the scratch and we all live in splendor
I love the girlies, I won't even front
My brother loves the money, I have to be blunt
Because this is reality, the truth we speak
Because boredom is babblish, mere anxiety
Caused by stress through our society
Fuck the rules, 'cause they don't mean a damn
I rock the party, Muggs drop the jams
So everybody in the house, no excuse
'Cause the posse's in the house and we're gonna get loose
6.Express the Mind
7A3
Miscellaneous
Express the Mind
New jacks, yeah, but never sleepin
Just stressin the mind and constantly keepin
You on the go, so let the knowledge flow
Where I find a friend, you have a foe
Think that we're crazy cause we like havin fun
Make it minorities but never simpletons
Don't hear us on the radio, but please understand
They don't want me talkin knowledge cause I'm a blackman
You ( ？ ) and cant, rage and rant
And all they keep sayin is the music's violent
And what I'm sayin makes many of them sick of me
Matters in the least, I raise my hands in victory
One is a fist, the other is a peace sign
So let the beat run as I express the mind
7's for the stars, A is for Allah
The 3 is for us for we are the scholars
Rockin your body till your mind's content
I know you love it because it's evident
On and on and on and on
Product of the new school, for the old was strong
Runnin the risk, makin a wish - never
Because we're clever the name lives on forever
Makin history, yes, every minute
Creatin the future cause we're livin in it
Enjoy yourself, yet by all means
Hold up a fist： red, black and green
Yes, the two are blackmen, we are performers
Say you don't dance, tonight you're gonna
Cause I incarcerate you for the crime
Let the beat run as I express the rhyme
Yo, The 7A3 expressin all feelings, all charisma
through our rhymes, youknowmsayin？
cause we expressin anything that's in our mind
( ？ 2 lines in Spanish ？ )
Habla pochito Espaqol
But makin you dance is what I'm here for
Don't have to make love to make you conceive
Watch the movements of the body and you say 'I believe'
Masters, at whatever we do
Commit a crime yo, but never leavin a clue
Young men, all wise, all seein
Talk to the people but never deceivin
Only one land that we call mother
Don't know what it is, look at the cover
As we move ya, groove ya and improve ya
Your girl is feelin horny？ Well, we can soothe her
Make her jump for joy, so start to rejoice
We are the three, we keep the panties moist
Yo, I'm steppin outta here cause I'm out of time
So let the beat run - cause I've expressed the mind
7.Goes Like Dis
7A3
Miscellaneous
Goes Like Dis
(Okay, we're rollin
Hump on the Chump Whompie, take one)
(I wanna know how's everybody feelin？
Damn it, how's everybody feelin？
We finna get FUNKYYYY!)
(Y'all ready for this？)
Let the beat commence, see, we feel that it's time
For you to pump it out loud as we knock out the rhymes
So everybody get hype it's, the way it should be
Sincerely yours, compliments of the 7A3
Just pause - cause the world is yours
And all the kinky cuties wanna kick them drawers
Your city kills but I'm tellin the truth
Everybody gets crazy when we start to get loose
Is it the tone of the voice or the dimples in the cheek？
The movement of the bodies or the way that we speak？
Is it the way that we look or the way that we kiss？
Nah, we got a fresh rhythm, y'all, and it goes like this
(Get funky with it)
(Don't say it's easy)
Get off the wall if you're sittin in the club
Have another drink if you're sittin in the pub
If you're a hermit sittin home all alone
Call up the party line but get on the phone
See, we don't believe in being boring and bland
You wanna have stupid fun？ Then we're your helping hand
Life is a party, so don't make it mundane
Get crazy retarted and stupid the same
Honest and open and most forthright
If you don't understand, then you're not that bright
Cause the message is simple, it you cannot miss
Cause I got a fresh rhythm, y'all, and it goes like this
(Get funky with it)
(Don't say it's easy)
(Like this)
And it goes like this
( ＊DJ Muggs scratches＊ )
(Like this)
We're the two MC's, both uniquely devine
You see the cleverness and brilliance, see, they come from the
mind
(I'm the slenderness to a certain degree
I'm known as world's finest, my name is Sean E.B.)
Well, I'm Bret E.B. but you can call me unique
I'm like the snow on the top of a mountain peak
See, we're so much different but exactly the same
Cause we both turn around when you call one's name
I'm a Aries (and I'm a Gemini)
Lookin out for each other till the day that we die
Two baby boys born in Brooklyn
Combination of our parents, so you know we're good lookin
Bret and Sean ？？？？？
And together we form Siete A Tres
Started in Linden, cool out in the Ritz
Cause I got a fresh rhythm, y'all, and it goes like this
( ＊DJ Muggs scratches＊ )
Yo, 7A3 goin cold into effect
That's my DJ Grandmixer Muggs
I'm Bret E.B.
And to the side Sean E.B.
So yo, if you wanna step on, you gots to step off
cause we takin no shorts in '88, uknowmsayin？
Yo, and if you wanna party, remember
It goes LIKE THIS
( ＊DJ Muggs scratches＊ )
8.Lucifer
7A3
Miscellaneous
Lucifer
World, wake up, can't you see what's goin on
We all live in sin and say the other man is wrong
But yo, in the '80s, this world is out of hold
Cause man hates himself, but he loves the battlezone
Ignorance is on the loose
The color of my skin could put my neck in a noose
Yo, my brain is haunted from the hate and violence
And everywhere I rock I see they take a code of silence
Said in the Bible that my Savior died
Yet other than me, they say the Lord has lied
People walkin like zombies, they never know
What they're doin,, what they're seein,
what they're hearin, where they're goin
It seems to me that the nature of man
Is to abolish all the knowledge that he can understand
Livin with Lucifer, yo, you better cease
Cause it's all about peace
Wise but still wonderin, all of the blunderin
My soul is drenched in blood and the sky is thunderin
Subject to all discrepancies
Is a man who chooses his enemies
？？？？ all the blessings or the color of his shirt
My enemy is chosen when a animal is hurt
The honor of the tiger can destroy the man
But he fights to the death till he cannot stand
Satan has prophets such as Hitler
We use human flesh to paint a picture
So many died, so many cried
By a German maniac, is to live out a lie
？？？？？ warrior magic of a ？magician？
Producin death, the nuclear technician
Man disrespects his woman and whose mind is fair
Are the only ones who speak and show that they care
Others turn their heads and they say it's a shame
But they live in a ？？？？ so tell me who's to blame
You're livin with Lucifer, yo, you better cease
It's all about peace
In 1984 the devil opened the door
For the next 7 years the Earth he shall explore
King Jr., a noble man who believed in peace
Must've thought he was wrong, so his life had to cease
Hate is a necessity and love is a choice
Men are persecuted if they choose to voice
Their opinion, see, the world's so opinonated
This is fact, not fiction that I just stated
Don't know it all, but understand a lot
Boy is playin in the sand and in his head he's shot
By another brother who had brought the tool
He was robbin a sister for her dookie gold
Children subjected to satanic rituals
Run demonic ways which they make habitual
Spend a million dollars on a Super Bowl
Meanwhile a child is starvin only three years old
Classy anglosaxons, filthy white trash
Dancin jiggaboos, high yellow ass
Seems that the world is so stereotypical
We turn on our own, that's somewhat hypocritical
You're livin with Lucifer, boy, you better cease
It's all about peace
And all we are sayin, my brothers
Is give peace a chance
9.That's How We're Livin'
Lyricist：Bouldin Brett Anthony, Nicolo Joseph Mario
Saw the homeboys from the days of delirium
'89 Benzes, guess who's steerin' 'em？
Hop into the ride, cold coolin' with the crew
They're puffin on the cheeba and guzzlin' the brew
Doin' 120 in the car lane
Girl in every lap 'cause that's the name of the game
Destination, come on, you know where we're goin'
Don't get the wrong idea, nobody's gigoloin'
We arrived but what we did I cannot tell
Couldn't play it on the air, cause it's kinky as hell
When the boys come together, we do the wild thing
Birds and bees, birds sing as the bees sting
Screams of passion, voice is goin' hoarse
Right in that butt with crazy force
In the morning take a shower, kiss the girl on the cheek
Slam the door shut as I enter the streets
That's how I'm livin'
Yo, that's how I'm livin'
Always on the move since the age of the child
To keep my blood pumpin' I live the wild style
Live, love and laugh from dawn to dust
Everyday is a new day to conquer is a must
Ask me any questions and I take the fifth
Not sayin' where we been or who we're hangin' with
My posse's lurkin' in the heat of the night
Look into the eyes and you never see fright
Treated like superstars, lifestyle bizarre
Ridin' limos and never drive a car
Ate seafood, hate burgers and fries
Then we trick a little but I never tell lies
Wake up a 12 and hit the studio
Later on tonight we'll be filmin' the video
Pick up a check at the end of the day
And then I scoop up a lady 'cause a man gotta play
That's how I'm livin'
Yo Muggs, tell these muthafuckas how we're livin'
For all the niggas chill in the east
You know what I'm sayin'？
Brooklyn in effect
Like the enforcer named Frank Nitty
See the 3 on the marquee 'cause we belong to the city
Caviar dreams, champagne wishes
Makin' love to high class bitches
Take you how you want it 'cause we are what we are
Makin' millions but on the faces no scars
You're rollin' with a posse, they seem to make you bolder
Talkin' mess lookin' over your shoulder
Don't worry 'bout a thing, you won't get snuffed
We pull a one on one and you get bum rushed
See, I live on the street, never carry a nine
Hit your heart and leave you staggerin' like moonshine
Get ill as shit, shootin' cello
Got so much money, think I'm sellin' by the kilo
I ain't with it, everybody sells drugs
Left it in the past, we're educated thugs
Young
(Young)
With an innocent look
Look at the cover but never judge a book
Just 3, we don't gang bang
Flip your heads and make your bells ring
So yo, Muggs, tell 'em what we're givin'
'Cause this shit is over, man
'Cause this is how I'm livin'
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