歌手:Fu-Schnickens
专辑:《Nervous Breakdown》

作曲 : Jones, Kirkpatrick, Maturine ...
*Sont des mots qui vont très bien ens-*
Hey yo, check the flow, clear the way yo, here come the bro
We kickin' it, I know ya diggin' it the way we swinging it son
The Bossman kickin' my sh1t with ease, oh please
Ya wanna battle who? My sh1t is still ill
I'll murderize ya punk, so what you gon' do
Get that ass chopped in two, fxckin' with the FU
The crazy bugged Looney Toony one hunts for fun
But not for lions, stallions, bears and deers, I swears that
I'll burn ya with my iron, brands ya
And I swing just like Evander
Real deal and rough, so when ya feeling tough
Come on kids, come on kids, bring it!
6 foot 4 with the strength of Samson
Running over n1ggas like I'm Rodney Hampton
Say adiós when I start to roast
Making most of the mic in my hand, freak it spooky like a ghost,cause
*Sont des mots qui vont très bien ens-*
Ooh, watch out here comes the lyrical blabber
Mouth, I'll blow *hmph* blow *hmph* l-l-l-lights out!
No time for the rhymes to keep cool, I wanna break swell
I give her from the lip while G spits, yes, and drool
I'm out of my mind when I rhyme
I snaps without no wa-wa-wa-warning so
*Hiccup* Wake up, *hiccup* shake up as the *snore* snoring
Not Alfalfa or Spanky not a damn Yankee Doodle
I flips the whole script, the whole kit and caboodle
Got oodles of tactics, gimme the mic dagnabbit
And come back here bunny wabbit
Aah! Phooey, now it's time to get busy
So ba-ba-ba-batten down the hatches
Yes and raise the drawbridge
I gots to freak it right now
Brothers wonder how I *hiccup* freaks the *hiccup* styles to
Raise eyebrows, I'm rolling in dollars
When I scream and hollers, ay arriba epa and-d-dale
Li-Like Speedy Gonzales so acknowledge the hum dinger
Wacky rhyme slinger when I yells Tim (ehehe), Tim (ehehe) Tim
B-b-b-burp. Ba hum da, It's time to let the style out the hatch-
Out the hatch-
Out the hatch-
Out the hatch-
Out the hatch-
Out the hatch-
Out the hatch-
Ahh, I know I had ya souped, cause ya thought the record scratched
I got skills, no question.Don't try to test when I flex 'em, bang
Zoom to the moon, I make you meet George Jetson
I'm comin' around the mountain (nah, say it again) a'ight, cool
I'm comin' around the mountain, trottin' around
B-b-b-bend I clear the *hiccup* pardon me *hiccup* pardon me *hiccup*
The phlegm, so peep it. I freaks it by the movement of my lips
And I gangbang on beats like the Bloods and Crips, 'cause
*Sont des mots qui vont très bien ens-*
What's the flavor? A microphone fiend
Yeah, provoked and quick to cut ya throat
Hang ya on a rope, damn!
I can't stand it, the beat bops hard in my head
So I'mma bop it. Now watch it, damage about to junction on a topic
I freak flows like if I was poppin', non-stoppin'
My content is lethal from New York to Compton
I'm humpin' like Bobby, hittin' the punani
You're the one on the leash, so stop tryna mock me
Tryna copy? You sound sloppy (que hora es?)
You know what time it is, Poppy
Mira, could you see the style I'm using mang
And brothers get hanged by my slang
My style is wicked, your ear, I'ma stick it
'Cause when the beat drop, hops, you know I gots to kick it
Check out my style and my flow, I don't (make sh1t up)
So just back off the mic, watch me (break sh1t up)
'Cause *Sont des mots qui vont très bien ens-*