Undaground Rappa (Explicit) - Das EFX

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Let you know how I do

Holy smokes cheerio chap

I'm makin' toe taps so watch the birdie

Now check it how

I wreck it like a demolition 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 swim wear

See I rock a hoodie sweater

More wood than Woody Pecker

I twist it like an ankle

Gor 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 sh*t 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 jetsy

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

(Incomprehensible) so

F**k it what you heard

You need to get with what you're hearin' yo

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

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-vicea

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 ni**a 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

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

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 a**

G like Saturn

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