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Fudge pudge

Album: Fudge pudge 12" Durasi: 5:25
[00:09.63]Here we go again with the funkyPeople approach me knowin' I'm the Prince Po E T R
[00:13.22]Y, yes, and I'm the first batter
[00:16.11]The Pharoahe usually go first, but it don't matter
[00:17.99](Nah it don't matter)
[00:18.81]Funky slices of beats like this comes once in a blue
[00:21.53]But it's not hard for me to chew
[00:22.47]So kick off your shoes and don't forget your socks
[00:25.15]I wash and wash them emcees like Clorox
[00:27.82]Skills I have, good and plenty
[00:29.62]If you want dope lyrics, but still gimmicks gimme
[00:32.38]Beats, equivalent to just something that I can
[00:34.19]Flow, flow, flow, flow, float on
[00:37.00]It's gettin' breezy so kiddies'll keep ya coat on
[00:38.83]When I proceed to light the party
[00:41.66]In the summer, somethin' like a Mardi Gras
[00:44.36]Bikinis, panties, bras
[00:46.19]Juicin' 'em and I'm suckin' the girls up like straws
[00:47.92]Oops, upside ya dome, I don't answer the phone
[00:51.78]When I'm home not alone on the bone
[00:53.58]Leave your name and your number
[00:55.36]And a brief message at the end of the tone, boop
[00:58.03]Ooh, and I like it 'cause I'm Poetry, the psychic
[01:02.53]Intellectual level would rather, nah, nah, I don't like that
[01:05.24]Yo, scratch that one more time
[01:07.07](You can do better than that)
[01:07.96]Rollin' lyrics off the tip of my tongue, swing
[01:09.79]I swing, swing, I swang, swang, I swung, swung
[01:12.48]Bringin' you the news like Kaity Chung
[01:13.33]But I'm not a pretty oriental specimen from 'Hong Kong Fooey'
[01:18.86]Numba one supa guy, I love the women but I don't try to see 'em
[01:23.30]I'd rather make the money bein' on the cover of E.M.
[01:25.17]Get emcees mad, make them flare up nostrils
[01:27.98]I'm Poetry, the rap fanatic, I get hostile
[01:30.61]Yeah, can I, can I get a beat?
[01:36.07](Hostile, hostile, hostile)
[01:36.90]Yo, Pharoahe's up next, yo, yo Monch
[01:37.85]Kick it, Monch
[01:39.64]Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure cooker
[01:41.45]I leave the party when I mass a lot of hookers
[01:44.17]Slip and slide, I sling the sludge
[01:45.97]Fudge, fudge, pudge, pudge, but never hold a grudge
[01:48.64]Up against the wall, I caught you with the drugs
[01:51.47]The organism's on the jury, guess who's the judge
[01:52.37]I hit the hook heavy, ready no chitter-chatter
[01:56.88]I figure since I'm bigger, why pitter-patter
[01:57.73]Prouncin' on particular poets who persist to portray professional punks
[02:01.33]You're just a pussy, meow, cat when I'm deckin' you
[02:04.08]Disrespectin' you, clever whenever I select a new dialogue
[02:08.66]One plus one, get it together
[02:10.42]Girls don't despair 'cause I'll be your 'Fair Weather Friend', friend
[02:14.07]No, I don't have a Benz and no, I don't have an Infiniti
[02:16.72]I figure the eight inches of meat, will be the remedy
[02:19.46]When I pull up to the bumper
[02:21.20]'Cause I'll be down to thump a girl like Heather Hunter
[02:24.07]I tell you now you never hated
[02:24.93](Hated)
[02:25.86]The triple X when it comes to sex is what I'm rated
[02:27.67]I tell you, know that I can give good love
[02:31.31]Yes, I'm the one you should love
[02:32.29](Tell us about it)
[02:33.23]So don't try to diss 'Fudge Pudge'
[02:35.12]'Cause it's alright with me
[02:36.97]Kick, slick rhymes out of a mouth
[02:38.72]Tricky in a joust, plus I'm down with Mickey Mouse
[02:41.53]C'mon, everyone, lets flow to the rhythm of my tongue
[02:45.24]To the rhythm of a drum, emcees wanna battle
[02:47.93]But they can't get with the capital M O N C H on the mic
[02:50.69]I get swifter than the rest of them, maybe even the best
[02:53.39]Scorin' one, oh, one on a poetical test
[02:56.09]So O.C. if you know who you are
[02:57.86]Get on the mic become a superstar
[03:00.66]The form I signify is cultivated, why spread it
[03:02.43]Many, many lyrics memorized, inbedded
[03:05.24]In my think, tank sharp as a shank knife
[03:07.94]I strike the mic just as quick as a snake bite
[03:09.72]Suck out the poison, yeah, go 'head, try it
[03:12.57]Skills of an assassin', watch as I'll fly
[03:14.38]Thorough, doesn't matter the borough, I'm swingin'
[03:17.00]Clear to the end, keep the party people clingin'
[03:18.84]Treatin' emcees like government cheese
[03:21.60]Shred 'em like cheddar, cut 'em up 'cause P's
[03:23.47]Laid out on the bed while we write to the tracks
[03:26.26]He's so funny when it comes to the snaps
[03:28.97]Write a hardcore rhyme, that's what the boy said
[03:30.77]I could whip up a rhyme that could slice a boar's head
[03:32.53]No, that's ham and we don't digest that
[03:35.40]Organism, that's when a dog ate a rat
[03:38.13]So fee-fi-fum everybody's 'Funky Drummin' it
[03:41.70]When you hear the bassline, you'll be hummin' it
[03:42.62]I'm keepin' it simple 'cause I can swing many ways
[03:44.43]Rappers get Met, 'cause Met it pays
[03:46.24]It's a mad, mad, mad, mad world and it's best to never wild out
[03:49.94]Go against me and I'm quick to pull out
[03:51.71]The driveway by the way, hey
[03:53.56]Picked up your girl 'cause she was goin' my way
[03:56.38]Hand on the stick, foot on the clutch
[03:58.16]Flowin' over eighty miles per hour, I'll pull it on outta
[04:00.89]Skid marks left on the ground like tattoos
[04:03.57]The rubber smells badder than the doodoo on your shoes
[04:05.35]You stink, better think wise, is what I advise
[04:08.08]'Cause O.C. has skills to kill a whole tribe
[04:09.84]Off, awkward, spaghetti, I'll sauce it
[04:12.52]Lyrics flow like fluid out of a faucet, yeah
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