Good Times lyrics

Good times, these are the good times
Leave your cares behind, these are the good times, good times, good times

Underground so deep, I dig an inch and be in China, comin` like
a panther, oh yeah I`m comin` at ya! So why do you think of
comin` off weak kid, what you done did. Is got the brother
preparing for a body bid. So slip, slip, slip, socialize, to my
surprise, open eyes, check as I, grab the mike and do a freebee
for the crowd, put your hands up, and let me hear you out
loud, now some might remember me from back in the days,
with the f r a n c a, in the maze, amazing isn`t it; can you get
with it, another hit, much respect to the original skit, to the tip
top, with a hip hop feel appeal to it, when I heard the mix I
said do it, so DJ bring the beat back..., uhi and let me show
you where my head is at.

Good times, these are the good times
Our new state of mind, these are the good times.

Funkier than an underarm, sweat packed with chitlin, the
mercenary A-K-S-W-I-F-T, the villian, comin` out through your
speaker with a vengeance ever since you heard me out haven`t
been the same since. So let me tell you how I`m keepin` a doper
than dopest, lyrical level, laying the miracles, old school beat,
to have you chillin` like a pickle, round and round we go uh oh,
the return of the brother, from the southside of Chicago. So
throw your hands in the air, and smoke blunts like you just
don`t care, and if you`re ready to bounce with a 40 ounce let me
hear you say oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! and you
don`t stop... to the tic toc.

Good times,
When I have a good time, you have a good time,
These are the good times
When I have a good time, you have a good time
Leave your cares
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