| Lyrics: | [Punch] Yo! We about to rock this joint, from the family. And
we want ya'll all to know, that
it's time...
CHORUS (all):
To rock rock ya'll
Freak freak ya'll
To
the beat ya'll
It's unique ya'll (2x)
[Punch]
A-yo praise the master, make
plans wit' your pastor
My rap'll blast ya, send you to the hereafter
I push a tractor,
for horses grazin' in the pasture
Ya heard I was trickin', the whole room filled with
laughter
In ciphers, I'm the one you don't rhyme after
You only know half of the math,
it don't add up
The lead batter, my hits make ya frame shatter
Watch me now! Just begun
like Jimmy Castor
I'm bad luck just like walkin' under ladders
Mad rappers, book of
life, last chapter
Me and my squad build just like contractors
I break shit, you only
give hairline fractures
Women flash us, don't know ya better ask us
A bastard, wit' more
contacts than Lens Crafters
Tear down the rafters, venerials couldn't clap us
You need
practice, hit chicks then I'm Casper
[Jane Doe]
The church of scientology,
feminine biology
Manic depressive psychologically, A.D.D. alive and we
Polluted by
technology, the fumes and its ecology
While your thought you was out of copy I get nastier
than sodomy
Probably an oddesey, started back on robbery
Was the degree of the economy
that do the sovereignty
Regarded as a prodigy, leery in sociology
Let the wallabees
always conceal my gynecology
Rhymin' pathologically, that's how it gotta be!
Never
makin' no apology, worshippin' my anthropology
Fuck modesty, studyin' microbiology
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Causin' verbal lobotomy, it's in my geneology
Six months of sobriety, movin' very met |
