Undaground Rappa

Track byDas EFX

  • 1993.10.26
  • 4:01


Yeah, 1-2 1-2 Ha, let you know how I do Verse 1: Dray, Skoob Holy smokes, cheerio chap, I'm makin toe taps so watch the birdie Now check it how I wreck it like a demolitian derby wit the Books, oops tutz, I used to live on Bedford but now I rocks the microphone and chill like Robert Redford So bring it cos I can swing a kid like Reggie Jackson I got the backs 'n' bones but now I needs some action Aiyo you can call me Plato because my style is in there and I'll dig in that anus, man, as if my name was 'swimwear' See I rock a hoodie sweater, more wood than Woody Pecker I twist it like an ankle, G, or maybe Chubby Checker In LA I hit the chronic, I'm super like the Sonics I jab you with the left and swing a hook without the phonics Okey dokey, hocus pocus, I make the dopest MC call a timeout Cos yo I rip the shit out when it's time to throw my rhyme out I'm twisted, my flow'll make you dizzy like Gillespie If ya test me I rip and flip ya script and then I jet-sy Yo I be rippin it like I get busy, I gymnastics when my raps gets I slams a punk like Jordan slams a dunk wit the basket Ballsy, I got ya all three???? so Fuck it what you heard, you need to get with what you're hearin yo Chorus: Down down down down Make way for the undaground rappa Down down down down ........undaground rappa Down down down down Make way for the undaground rappa Down down down down (*All I need is just a mic and a track*) Verse 2: Dray, Skoob Aiyo, my crew is top notch, I smell like sasquatch, that's why I rip shop My crew be on the hustle plus we tighter than a zip lock I freaks it vice-versa or maybe versa-vice-a It really doesn't matter, kid, you're sleepin cos I'm nicer I'm growin lime to a lemon to break inside your car See when I be on the block I'm like that nigga Agent R Cos when I talk, niggas listen, I rip til I drizz em Perhaps Jack, I make you wanna clap to the rhythm Well yo, I'm wicked, not Jimminy Cricket or Davy Crockett Some niggas wanna rock it when they think that I'm block it wit my grammar, cos yo I am a super flower Ya best ta back the hell up when I swell up like a boa constrictor, cos yo I rip tha mic in half, G Even if I slowed up your couldn't pass me Well hello there momma, you better be bringin the drama to a pause like a comma or I'ma have to drop you like some drawers So hey hey hey, you thought I was just another bat like JJ cos I be usin a *?calender?* stupider dishin nay-nays So what's the way I'm flippin like a double-header drinkin I rolls two spliffs so now I guess I'm double jointed Chorus Verse 3: Dray, Skoob I be the devious, mischevious kid believe-me-est Not the move to rip cos in a drip I freaks the sleaziest Rappa-tight funk, punk I be rippin Niggas know my name I got more game than Scottie Pippen Yo I be kickin it to the optic, grins for-min when I'm knockin skins on niggas who be clockin ends, oh next I guess I rock a Benz But now I be em, niggas be like "Oh did ya see him?" I'm creepy, I'm kooky and plus I make you scream See I don't understand why niggas be wantin to do me You don't arouse me kid, you're softer than that Cosby kid Rudy Huxtable, I bust a fuse like turns on a drum pattern That one rings around that ass, G, like Saturn Chorus


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