Defari

Defari - No Clue lyrics

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Chocolate Tye Intro:
 Yeah yeah we about to bring it to yo ass. Heru. Chop Shop shop what?

 Defari:
 Yo what you rhyme about a lot?
 Are you that smooth cat pop R&B body clot?
 Are you that outer space off beat who fucked the beat up?
 You know you think you so deep but you can't keep up
 I can't fade it when I hear a lot of bullshit
 That's why when I grab the mic I unload a full clip
 Of lyrics
 Big up to Grams down in Venice
 Defari start this shit Chocolate Tye will finish

 Chocolate Tye:
 Yo yo the lyrical dentist the menace
 Fuck up more by the minute
 Leave the scene grinnin'
 Defari got you spinnin'
 Money lavish

 Defari:
 Doin' damage
 So many below average
 Not from Dallas but I roll with plenty of Mavericks

 Chocolate Tye:
 See bad habits leave you empty handed
 Stranded and I can't have it
 Wack MCs take this shit for granted and

 Defari:
 And ya lose get bruised when you come through

 Chocolate Tye:
 Puffin' blunts twistin' brews but still don't have a clue
 Of what this amounts to
 Strictly fam rip the program

 Defari:
 Peace to the Ro-gram
 I can't let no man withstand the plan in hand
 Bonified Likwit fam
 In the Barbershop I get the fresh cuts

 Chocolate Tye:
 So what
 Ya wanna do?
 This the last time I'm warning you
 In regards to whom it may concern
 I burn crews with loose screws
 Choose your weapon or keep steppin'
 Cause right now kid I think you slippin'

 Hook: (x4)
 And ya loose get bruised when you come through
 Puffin' blunts twistin' brews and still don't have a clue

 Defari:
 Defari Heru pure as twenty four karat
 Black ______ like______ 28th the barracks
 The rare kid, rare style
 Up rock flare style

 Chocolate Tye:
 Comparing yourself to us is not fair child
 This
 Underground comp
 Is guaranteed to pump
 And give crews exactly what they want
 No time to front
 Come flyin' from the begin
 For my ?

 Defari:
 I know kids weekdays to weekends
 Don't front Quest hit you with the bumps
 Nothing change I'm always watchin' for these shady ass chumps
 You wanna face off?
 You treble with the bass off

 Chocolate Tye:
 No dope beat in other words you don't even know me
 Tryin' to show me different patterns like my Saturn
 On the low key really only out to smoke me

 Defari:
 Can't hold me
 Wack niggas think they can out flow me
 Shake my hand then watch they man try to throw me
 A beat, when he ain't got no soul
 That's why everything I do I stay close to home
 Like 20 inch chrome Defari splash on the streets bringin' heat
 Surround myself with nothing but my peeps

 Chocolate Tye:
 Like Kings, Queens and diamond earrings
 On a do or die angle like a bishop
 Turn the fifth up
 Hiccup
 Pass it to Todd for lyrical stick ups

 Defari:
 Get ripped up keep your lip zipped up
 Get ripped up (tied up)
 Cause all the long you was sized up
 Surprised her
 Now your rides up
 Brains fried up
 Wake up
 Go take a shower take off that make up

 Chocolate Tye:
 All the spaced up
 Can't brake up unit
 Chocolate Tye, Defari got tight flows like fluid
 Through a faucet
 Remember paid is what the boss gets

 Hook
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Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Tommy Boy

Details:

Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: Focused Daily (1999)

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