Das EFX

Das EFX - Real Hip Hop lyrics

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and cant forget to go
 incase you didn't know the flow if fat like Joe(like Joe)
 yo..you niggedy know that Im back man
 your wack man/I eat a nigga like I'm pacman
 I biggedy bring it/straight form the cella
 for reala  packin more hits than Lou Pinella
 I swella/nigga in his eye if he tess me
 you dont impress me
 ey yo Books bring the rest G...
 Uhh..One time for yo mind
 Eh yo what up its..
 the crew thats bringin ruckus no doubt
 we the ruffest dream team
 reign Supreme like a Cutlass
 get duckets the dough
 cant touch the flow
 it's me the Nigga wit G'z
 the B double O K-S
 on top that I'll bus your caliber
 when I pop shit and rock shit like Metallica
 straight to the heart of them street fake niggas
 your all up in my face/wanna sell my tape niggas
 so honey shake your figures and show me whatcha got
 (Blow the spot)Das Efx wit the Real Hip Hop
 Chorus
 To the hiddip the hop it don't stop(don't stop)
 Das Efx wit the real hip hop(hip hop)
 To the hiddip the hop it don't quit(don't quit)
 Das Efx and we came to rip shit(rip shit)
 Eh okiedokie
 next nigga ta quote me
 I hope he got more miracles than Smokey
 wont be no discussion/strictly bumrushin
 head rushin like Gotti
 your in my Dangerfield like Rodney
 so Howdy/let me introduce for my peeps
 straight from the sewer
 sayin true to the streets
 Well it's me crazy Drazy
 bringin up the rear
 I swear/we got to Hold It Down here yeah
 so there..let me crack a brew and kick my feet up
 turn the heat up
 and smiggedy smoke all the weed up
 kids I beat up/wit my style thats the newest
 my crew is/runnin more ruckus than Carl Lewis
 it's from the sewer now ya see me on tha top
 so stop and recognizt the niggas on ya block
 Chorus
 Yo Mc's is irrelevant
 and delicate to the texture
 and this style of mines is well defined like Webster
 aint a better nigga raw from the jaw jabber-jibber
 when I get Stone like Sharon from Sliver
 equppied ta/riggedy rip the microphone to shreds
 dread yo come and hit these niggas in the head...
 Well I connect my rhymes like Lego
 so lego my eggo, I burn ya like Waco
 you need more than Maaco
 I take it to ya crew and keep em moving like Im Uhaul
 Im here to school yall
 figgedy faggots like Rupaul
 I throw a screwball and strike out the MC
 and if he temps me
 I knock em out like Jack Dempsey
 I burn some sensi and chase em wit the Guiness
 The illest..hit me wit the hook because I'm finished
 Chorus
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: EastWest

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

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