Undaground Rappa Lyrics by Das Efx

Undaground Rappa Lyrics

    Yeah, 1-2 1-2
    Ha, let you know how i do

    Verse 1: dray, skoob

    Holy smokes, cheerio chap, i'm makin toe taps so watch the birdie
    Now check it how i wreck it like a demolitian 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 'swimwear'
    See i rock a hoodie sweater, more wood than woody pecker
    I twist it like an ankle, g, or 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 shit 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 jet-sy

    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 ???? so
    Fuck it what you heard, you need to get with what you're hearin yo

    Chorus:

    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*)

    Verse 2: dray, skoob

    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-vice-a
    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 nigga 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

    Chorus

    Verse 3: dray, skoob

    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 ass, g, like saturn

    Chorus

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