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The Spooks

Other Script

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[Chorus:] X 2Spooks is on some other scriptThat`s why you be lovin` itMy crew? That`s the butter clique, be glad you discovered itHip hop originals, Spook rock, we runnin` thisPlayin` in the club it hits, radio be bumpin` it[J.D.]Consensus: these cats are forever flippin` hitsBut every time I turn around, Spooks got to prove thisOld hits to new hits, next hits to crew hitsYou fuck with it, poppin` that nonsense, we true to thisMy alternator flow be flippin` radio, we done thatSpooks still spit it for you thugs, yeah we done thatYou want it? Then battle a Spook, we can`t lose, for God we fightSuffice the plight with the might from piety rightsPlunge you with lice, plead your plight, spice for spiteOn judgement night with three strikesThe wicked is right, livin` in trife, recite songsRepent crimes, it`s pendulum timeThe comin` of Christ for mankind[Chorus] X 2[Hypno]Most of these stupid mc`s could never handle the steezSpooks be bringin` when we singin` man y`all wing it and pleaseI got the crucial chromosones to stimulate these microphonesThe hardware, plus the software, plus the hormonesA prerequisite, for wreckin` cliques, keepin` it hecticPhenobarbitol could never stall this wild epileptic styleElectric and mental, spasmodic, eroticType of flow that could only be described as hypnoticMan it`s a fact that I got it, hemmed up and guaranteedMc`s approach me, but they gainin` in the cranial bleedYou need to learn to read, between the lines of coke, dust and weedYou`re smokin`, chokin` off the speed of illusion indeed[Chorus] X 2[Water Water]I speak the SpookaneseLike abominable dominos crushin` crews with easeWho never had the need or the beats, the loser`s themeOh, what I`m always luke warm?Then put that group on, and WHAM your necks under the Yukon!I crash the savage, talkin` badly while livin` lavishPut your cabbage on the block, CHOP! Straight drop the hatchetNow your head`s rollin`Put my fingers in your eyes, and my thumb in your mouthAnd make up a new sport called head bowlin`!Oh is flow in it, boy you`re finishedBite my script and I`ll extort my percentageOf your royalty, not waitin` to disregard, it`s blatantWhen chhh chhh ahhh ahhh, I sneak up, like JasonSo got me when ya can`t get it, bitin` me`s a grand mimicThis is (?) from Popeye, but even he gon` eat some bad spinachCause I`m forever spittin` for cheddar fixin`sMake clever kittens do the wop outside the reverend`s mission[Chorus] X 2

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