Cunninlynguists – Lynguistics lyrics

Send* corrections to the typist "So

f k**the commercial tracks you be doin A,
brother got to eat Why. don't you rap for food then ". [Deacon

and Kno exhanging verses =Kno *rapping] [Deacon]

The
music makes me high Even
though I stay away from canibus like, Wyclef Deacon
*and Kno fry, sets Similar.*
to Christ we,
*got divine reps so tell me If*
you know your gonna die why *step Show?*
no mercy For
*rules and crews You*
hit with more bricks than new Riddles?
*confusing fools like,* Confucian rules Cos
*most cats are more squared than Rubik's Cubes We*
spit raps that are totally murderous The
*rhymes are like an anaconda serpent clutch So*
check out how these herbs get touched Unless
*your broads giving us brains N*
anusyou ain't servin us Deacon
*and Kno cunning,* lynguists with stunning English Our
*true lies bring more pumps than* Harry Rehnquist Every
*week with* the best speech Roll
with cats who smoke more trees than the flash and burn techniques s
*beats**, between, bed sheets Red*
fleets Pulp, Fiction style leaving
*your car with red seats We*
make like fly swatters and smash pests Put
*peeps under more pressure than a Kelly Price bed set Keep*
your bodies looking like samples for the Rorscach Test Ink
*blots so,* f k**around and get your team rocked Jugga's
*in the back with the beam cocked Gots*
to have everything between L A. And. Queens locked Uh

huh word, uh, huh word yo, yo check, it out Cunninlynguists
know, what I'm saying You?
know how we do I
mean you, probably don't know how we do But
you're about to find out Like.
wha like, wha