Kmd

Kmd - Fuck Wit' Ya Head songtekst

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(feat. CMOB, H2O)



Ha Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

We in the B room...I wish I had the A room...

KMD H2o and this is how we go

("I don't really know but somebody said some musical rhythms can fuck wit ya head")



[H2O]

Original recipe but not from Kentuky

Bunch of nilla ass niggaz throwing bolos like Rocky

Pass the ism and watch a nigga get risen

Witcha pen to the pad I fuck ya head up with this rythm, um

With the fat shit that make your fuckin hat flip

(Back)I can do the boogaloo black and then the full split

Swingin the f with H20 and K.M.D.

Comin crazy mad looped for the ninteen nine three

So tap the bottom of my forty and then pass it

I'd like to take this time to say peace to the masses

We kicks the shit to put the rump in your trunk cause

We got the funk we got it

We got the funk and don't forget it

Taste the terror in ya area so check it

Gets more wreck than Larry Davis undetected

So pass the philly so a nigga can get red

By the way some shit can fuck wit ya head



("Some musical rhythms can")



(Back up! Back up!)



[Zev Love X]

Step back you dilly stunts

I'm illy more than once a day

I'm rollin phily blunts till I'm really a silly dunce

So don't fuck around

The X ain't glued tight

Oh yeah I'll tell ya somethin, your drums aint cued right

I write with the crude light beam from a street lamp

It's under the cherry moon

To me that's a cheap tramp

The drips from the bottle gettin hit from the back, kid

The OE poster model gettin stuck like thumbtacks did sticker

I'm sicker than the black plauge I'm quicker

To fuck wit ya head like hard liquor, ooiiee

Cold spin the U-ey, teks out the hatchback

Gooey be the bastards, punch buggy black attack

I wish to be, rich like daddy

But when I bite into a york pepperment patty I'm batty

I'm needing new frontier to conquor cause in rap there's more toys than Tonka

Like a tumor or a rumor I'm finna spread

Somebody said, some musical rhythms can fuck wit ya head

I don't really know but...



Somebody said ? fuck wit ya head!

Check it out check it out check it out check it out

Fuck wit ya head!

Check it out, check it out, check it out, who's next nigga, time out



[CMOB]

DL DL! That's my name don't wear it out

And all do respect, but get my dick out your mouth

Your fiending your fiendin so I hit you with these dope

Rhymes that I eject with the levels of the smoke

The boom to the dome when a physical reacts

I'm stronger than co-cocaine I mean crack

Not condonin the usage of drugs, or drug abuse

The positive brothers with a charge, who needs a boost?

I pop mad shit cause there's enough to go around

I stay on the DOWN with a chick cross town

So all ya bitch take ya pills if ya know what's real

And if ya know what's real, all ya bitch take ya pills

I kick the fat shit, and make it hard to handle

If your bitin' on my dick, it makes you a cannibal

Never simplistic, always realistic

No you can't hit this so don't try the fit this (Check it)

Let me bust off and dust it down with cement

Nigga from the 12 fuckin wit ya head



I'll Check it out check it out check it out check it out, check it out, fuck wit ya head!

I'll Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out yo, fuck wit ya head!

I'll check it out! Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out yo, fuck wit ya head!

I'll check it out, check it out, fuck wit ya head!



[Subroc]

Mr. Roc the cock blocker, bullet blocker

With the tears I give ya fears I'm the eardrum knocka

Villian, I knocked 'em out to the head

I used the 'chete so he didn't pull the bullet instead

He knew I was the man standin there

He ran with fear, and I troubled there

I take ya girl NIGGA

Ya jealous NIGGA

I got the fellas and we're all runnin triggas

Me and my black rugged time machine

I bury kids, teleport to dream

Have a seat yeah, sit right there

In the electric chair, so I'll cut off ya hair

Be out, no you can't get no cash back

Ya get the back smack, yes my boys crack on ya ass

Let me just slow down time

And make some musical rhythms that fuck wit ya mind



Check it out check it out

Fuck wit ya head!

..Fuck wit ya head!

Check it out! Fuck wit ya head!

... "Musical rhythms can fuck wit ya head!"
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