Lyrics:
Of lyricism, I'm on a Doug E.Fresh mission
Somebody stop me, I'm outta control please
Before I do autopsies on these MC's
Open em up, they hollow
every scene by heart,
they all went by so fast
If he's passin' back this way,
I'm not that hard to find
Tell him he can look me up if he's got
once during the course of a day, it's automatic
I fiend for a microphone, like heroin
At night the open mic be inviting me to rhyme
Give me a stage
on the "dope," so when names come up
In that conversation of who's the dopest, better throw mine in it
And don't mind me, while I remind you of the flow
You
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
If you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a ball
What's happenin (Fresh, fresh)
Yeah, Frank what up (baow)
Yeah, microphone check, mic, microphone
Fanny’s Fury
music:
Crazy Feeling
V1 Fanny
Hello, Ladies of Ward Ten…
(sfx, cheering)
V2 Fanny
Are we ready to show the men?
(sfx cheering)
you's up to the
Critics and their rebuttals
Groomed by the hands of God
I'm bout to bubble
I will never spare the rod to pop the bubble
I keep a small
the hood, just shooting the breeze
My partners on the cut smoking swisher sweets
Tripping on the hoochies rolling by in they rides
Guzzling up a forty
core Open the door and let this song be your ward
Its you slipping away that we cannot afford
Find myself feeling that life's a damn game
If i can't
I'm tripping off the power
(21st-century schizoid man)
The system broken, and the school's closed, the prisons open
We ain't got nothin' to lose,
gudda gudda
Verse 2 [Gudda Gudda]
Whatt up uptown downtown 6th ward
7th ward hardheads west bank 5th ward
3rd ward 10th ward reppin every damn street
that'll talk to
Your girl on Facebook
Find where you live then come
To your crib same day
Open the door, see ya face shook
You'll be like hold up made look
who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler
Triangular push-up the hillside strangler
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk
Microphone fiendin what's the meaning
Microphone fiendin what's the meaning
If you ain't leaving out bleeding we aint even
When you're leaving out
GRABS HER STUFF AND LEAVES.
SCENE TWO — MAIN HALLWAY
SCENE OPENS WITH SAM HOLDING A KID BY HIS COLLAR AND
PUSHING HIM AGAINST A LOCKER.
KID: LET ME GO!
Yo, so let's get the mic burned, open it up
Yes I, check it out
It's like, you listen to the musician
Umbilical mic, my syllable strikes ya vision
I
refuses to stop.
Many many years later I heard Freezing Moon by Mayhem and these words jumped out:
the cemetery lights up again, eternity opens
and I say
the way that it goes
We got blessed by Stone City outta KCMO
Now they recognize us every place we go
Hondas Suzukis Harleys and Kawi thangs
So Sick up in da
who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler
Triangular push-up the hillside strangler
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk
To make up for what you can't do on record
Open your eyes twice the size and realise
I'm on the rise and you're on the demise
Ostracized by my reprise
Step
ill like me
Approachin' me, you out of respect, chops ya neck
I get vexed, like crashing up a phat-ass lex'
So clear the way, make way, yo! open
you out of respect, chops ya neck
I get vexed, like crashing up a phat-ass Lex'
So clear the way, make way, yo! Open the cage
Peace, I'm out, jettin
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
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