Текст песни Das Efx -  Baknaffek   
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(People people people people  
people people people people)  
Verse 1: Dray  Skoob  
Shippity bop  well hot diggity  where`s the iggity? The bum siggity  
Niggas wanna know but check the flow my little trickity  
I`m comin with the Books so kid  it looks like it`s a winner  
Ya better get`cha plate because I`m servin raps for dinner  
See I freak it from the sewer plus I`m quick to do ya posse  
I`m swoopin on the note just like I was a kamikaze  
See they thought I lost my spot so they went and got real comfy  
So now I gotta hit me hard and bogart like Humphrey  
Ya hypocrite, I`m rippin it because I`m flyer  
Ya phony, full of bologne like Oscar Meyer  
See I attack a pack of rappers just for practice  
I bust my tactics, I`m sharper than a f----- axe-iss  
(Set it off!) One two (Set it off!)  
Yeah it`s the Books in reverse, the next cap sendin a big-up to my  
borough  
I`m thorough, wetter than a ghetto from Medini-Bop  
Takin lessons, swayin niggas on graffitti  
Rockin other slang ranger, bring a banger ???? occasion  
My nerves is achin, see I`m sick of niggas perpetratin  
But can`t see this, I`m screamin on they records like Beavis  
or Butthead, I bust heads like Amy  
Fisher isser, blisser, hit you like an accident  
and if I`m in your town you might meet me at the Radisson  
or splatterin, batterin crews for lip chatterin  
It ain`t nuttin new, that`s how we do, my crew is back again  
Chorus:  
Bak `n` affek, how`s that?  
(People people people people)  
*repeat x3*  
Verse 2: Dray, Skoob  
Well here I go again, so dig the flow again, try not to bite  
a bigger nigga with my left and then I flick em with my right  
I`m outta sight, look how I do it, ya blew it if you missed a  
nigga on the microphone cos I can roll a sister  
Word is bond, I`m on some nuke ----, new ---- like this  
Grab a piece of steel and shoot the giff like Chris  
Cringle, lost my jingle, don`t it make ya shiver  
Give a nigga what he needs so he can bleed when I deliver  
Aah microphone check, what the heck?  
I do that then because I used to catch a wreck  
wit it, that`s the time I hot talk, spit it  
For Christ`s sake I`m in to hit the brakes and you`re skiddin  
You ---- in, messiah did it, but y`all can keep that  
Cos now I`m on some other type of flow and best believe that  
And all that, small cat, my format - deranged  
Honey I`m back to run things cos some things is never changed, punk!  
So if you`re drunk, I freak the funk until you`re sober  
but still be gettin chills when niggas know that winter`s over  
Kickin the flam yo it`s the man, tick tock, I jam like gridlock  
My style is fender bendin sendin rappers to the pitstop  
Good lord o` mercy, hit reversy if you missed it  
and busboy give the speech cos like a preacher, baby I`m twisted  
Kid I swing a dome-buster light, bone crush a *?smith?*  
Bust up your lips then puff up a spliff  
So yo, who be dat? Dat wanna do me like this to get  
booby trapped jack, cos my crew be strapped fat like dat  
Chorus  
Bust a flavor  
Word up uh, yeah, uh, yeah  
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