Song parody of
Numb in Both Lips
by Soul Hooligan
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To those of y'all about to get down
Check the evolution in sound
Kick the city - wax masochistic
Solid brown makes crowns turn around
To those of y'all about to jump ship
Sick of trips where backbones won't dip
Underground beget overground
This sound won't slip - pimps replaced the hip
Citywide I'm tired, I'm tired
Taking up pills, swallowing down
Wired eyes fly, I visualize
This overwhelming black tide of sound
Dust dissolving: now who's the man?
Step back, roll the dice, make the plan
London burns, you're numb in both lips
So these are the pills that made you jacks hip?
To those of y'all about to get paid
Yo so am I - prime rhymes be my trade
Milk to milk down to lemonade
And round the back's where shake ya rump's made
To those of y'all about to freebase
Just get that wack shit outta my face
And before your IQ drops to 1.2
Don't crack, step back and retrace
Citywide I'm tired, I'm tired
Taking up pills, swallowing down
Wired eyes fly, I visualize
This overwhelming black tide of sound
Dust dissolving, now who's the man?
Step back, roll the dice, make the plan
London burns, you're numb in both lips
So these are the pills that made you jacks hip?
To those of y'all about to get down
Check the evolution in sound
Kick the city - wax masochistic
Solid brown makes crowns turn around
To those of y'all about to jump ship
Sick of trips where backbones won't dip
Underground beget overground
This sound won't slip - pimps replaced the hip
Citywide I'm tired, I'm tired
Taking up pills, swallowing down
Wired eyes fly, I visualize
This overwhelming black tide of sound
Dust dissolving: now who's the man?
Step back, roll the dice, make the plan
London burns, you're numb in both lips
So these are the pills that made you jacks hip?
To those of y'all about to get paid
Yo so am I - prime rhymes be my trade
Milk to milk down to lemonade
And round the back's where shake ya rump's made
To those of y'all about to freebase
Just get that wack shit outta my face
And before your IQ drops to 1.2
Don't crack, step back and retrace
Citywide I'm tired, I'm tired
Taking up pills, swallowing down
Wired eyes fly, I visualize
This overwhelming black tide of sound
Dust dissolving, now who's the man?
Step back, roll the dice, make the plan
London burns, you're numb in both lips
So these are the pills that made you jacks hip?
