Текст песни Del The Funky Homosapien - Check It Ooout
Del The Funky Homosapien - Check It Ooout слова песни
When it`s time for me to recline
I listen to rhymes and beats in the waves of the spine
to the brain
relievin` pain & anguish
the stangest arrays make me sway and make my day brighta
the hip hop envia.
write arrive a little soona
check the soles on my Pumas
my attitude is miserable
cause in my mind I`m sayin` here`s a fool I don`t like
I won`t strike his ass in the face
I`m blastin` the bass in my headphones
a fool don`t have to get his head flown
why waste time with rhymes?
I get straight to the point
like I HATE when funk`s in the joint
the hip hop is playin`
sprintin` in to spray men
don`t threaten me
or you won`t be able to see
when I gouge ya eyes out
I despise doubt
on your part
like I won`t stab you in your heart
my flow is drastic
serious, sarcastic
my motto is,
"Phuck with me & get your ass kicked."
And that`s the key to understandin` me
and if they cool then the foot is what you`ll be brandin`, B
yeah...
[BRIDGE:]
"Check It ooooout!" (Repeat)
I love to peep a rhyme
first of all I`m seein` if my man can keep the time
if he go off beat, and it`s on purpose
he gotta come back on the beat
or the effort is worthless
I like ot hear a cool flow
but if it`s identical to another, he a fool for it
ya gotta build,
upon skills
and all that copy that most popular rapper shit can get killed
I like a nigga who is quick witted
cause it make me feel like I do, when I come from where my dick
splitted
and I admit it, it`s a joy
when I hear a nigga avoid the wack and make `em paranoid
I loves niggas who talk shit
cause that`s my department
I got somethin` for anyone who starts shit
cause I`m relentless
with a sentence
a jail sentence, after I beat you senseless
I like niggas when they add rhymes, mad rhymes
then I laugh at niggas who fell off and had rhymes
just some descriptions of what I like to listen to
with my Bruce Banner scanner point of view... (`Pe-urnnnn`)
[BRIDGE]
Now I`m bout to clown a bitch
she made my eyebrows twitch
cause she`s rich
yeah, real funny
she makes some money
for puttin` other niggas down
you nuthin` but a clown
you can`t write
and you`re not bright
you fail to notice the dopeness
cause you have no insight
you need to quit
you ain`t shit
you need to get a lesson, in hip hop detection
and you`re next in my list to jack
it`s a fact not fiction
bitch, stop ya bitchin`
you write articles
I`ma rip apart ya skull
cause ya dull
not entertainin`
I`ma put ya brain in orbit
cause I`m morbid
thinkin` a new ways to kill ya
and yo,
I feel ya
ya too critical
and ain`t got a bit a pull
just admit it fool
before we get rid of you
a rolling stone gathers no moss
and now who will pay the cost
and afterwards get lost
hit the dirt, before you get hurt
I eat stupid bitches like you and a rhyme for dessert
I bet you never get no dick
you make me so sick
so my pistol is loaded...
[BRIDGE]