[Kurious]

Kurious the motherfuckin magician with the wand, is

(tell 'em) the man, if I uhh, blow like (BLAOW)

Jizz in your grill, constipated for real

With the shit to fulfill, combined with mad skill

Brew in the freezer, no time for cock-teasers

Asthmatic wheezer gives more props to a skeezer

Why?  Simply cause she know what she want

She won't say, "I'm so horny," and then front

When my brain is racin triple time

with thoughts of fuckin you, on my mind

You say it's fine, I find it rather odd

Leave me with my dick mad hard, mentally scarred

Poppin that shit when I said from the gitty-up

I wanted to slay that ass, lick your titties up

Fakin moves bitch you need to stop

Tell you straight up, cause my notch is top



Chorus: repeat 4X



"Now I hold my crotch.."

Why the fuck you hold crotch?

".. cause I'm top notch" -> De La Soul



[Kadi]

Mister, Huh Huh is it all about blunts?

Simulatin ideas, just confusin the drunks

Check this out I don't get down like that

cause me and the magician come with tricks in out hats

and pats on the backs is somethin I don't need

when I realized that it's triggered by the greed

in your heart, you can't play me, like a dart

All you wanna see is the progression on the charts

Remarks on your memos, change the numbers on your checks

but does it really matter when you girl gives me straight neck?

(Straight up baby) Aww fuck, I guess you're outta luck

Now you understand?  You're walkin like a duck

The, truth hurts uhh, your girl flirts

and I walk by you, with frustrating smirks

Jerks get played by the tricks of my mind

A call costs a quarter so I'd never drop a dime



Chorus



[Psycho Les]

Ba-ba-BAM!  Smack you in the face with mud

Now look at your grill, fuckin shit got blood

on my shirt, back the motherfuck up jerk

It's the wicked, Psycho Les puttin in work

Nijjas got me flippin right to the other set

I smoke punk niggaz like my name was Boba Fett

I drop bombs, that land on your moms

I smoke the 808 blizznuts, fuck the tom-toms

Beatnuts, number one sin-ner

Fuckin around with the (???)

Bitch drink one to the head - BOOM

SO WHEN I POP MY DICK, HIT THE BED!

Suck, on your tits and eat the cake

Stick my dick and filled the bitches like shake

Oooh oooh, nut and check my watch

I gotta be ghost, cause I'm fuckin top notch



Chorus



{*needle drags across record*}

	Yo what the fuck you doin?  Why you

	YO WHAT'D YOU STOP THE TRACK FOR??

Don't be scared, it's only me, playin..

	AHHHHHHHHH!  WHO IS IT??



[Lucien]

Hey yo here comes the French flavor

Mad Lucien black, don't sleep on my behavior

I pack a glock then a black bust a cap

on a cop if you try to step you get popped

Pops you don't know me, I'm raw like sushi

Straight from France so don't play me like a pussy

(C'mon, a French gangster) Aiyyo, how did you figure?

And when I drop shit you say, "Damn that's a French nigga!"

Yo, nigga from The Woods kept swangin

with the C.M., and yo check out what we brangin



[Lucien starts rapping in French]

Je continue, je flambe, vous connaissez ma ligne

(Don-key style) - (??)

Eh yo, ta meuf me fait signe

Direction les toilettes

Plus rien ne m'arr阾e

Et je p阾e fait la f阾e

Et coups d't阾es dans ta t阾e

Comme un requin vicieux depuis 82, sacre bleu

Bié‘¢e dans l'estomac et de l'herbe dans les yeux

(Ahhahahahahaha !!!)

Que ce passe-t-il je titube, c'est bizarrrre..



{*needle drags across record to end song*}