Album Cover Rappaz

Rappaz

Das EFX

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Verse 1: Dray

I gotta suprise uh I is a bit wiser oh yes I gets biz G

I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like it's a frisbee

Ya flimsy my thinga majig is the illest I throw it like Willis

Heiman when I'm rhymin I'm makin the pape's like Simon

says ta my stick it ta master I still be the best a

I figgity [fuck] the flame but in the sun now time for Esther

So hi ho I'm Silver I'm makin the pape's when I kicks

the [shit] that'll make you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his

ticks

For the chicks, I be on my good foot, check it, that ass kicks

So yibbida yabber yoozy, [fuck] that floozy Suzy Chapstick

So here boy, here boy, come get some, it's Krazy

I'm swingin my Dukes of Hazard just like ???? on Daisy

I'm swayze

Hook (x8):

(*Rappaz just ain't what they used to be*)

Verse 2: Books

I hears ya snorin, you niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty

Lord almighty, I'm bringin it live G, see I be

rippin and flippin a tongue but some niggas don't seems to digs me

so I switch, B, like Billy Bigsby cos I'm the [shit], G

U hoo Dixie, they dribblin in they Timberlands

I criminal mix styles, oh I flow like adrenaline

Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin I lost it

but I hypin crews wit the bass then they crossed it

So hip hip hooray, wantin me while I do a

new way to school a new jay, you say

"Holy Shamrocks, the man rocks with no beat or ham hocks"

Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grandpops

Hook (x8)

Verse 3: Dray

Well um, knock knock, who's that? Guess what? My crew's back

rippin the hip-hop, Penelope pitstop

Doin the bitin, the shit I be writin, you're givin me rabies

They oughta be usin my trims for sperm and makin babie