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Текст (слова) песни: Das Efx - Undaground Rappa

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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