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Das EFX is an American hip hop duo. It consists of emcees Skoob (also known as Books, born William "Willie" Hines, November 27, 1970) and Dray (also known as Krazy Drayzy, born Andre Weston, September 9, 1970). They rose to popularity in the early 1990s due to their affiliation with EPMD's Hit Squad and the duo's stream of consciousness lyrical delivery, which became one of the most influential lyrical styles in hip hop music during the early 1990s. Their style combined nonsensical lines with a fast-paced flow (that included words that end with "-iggedy") and numerous pop culture references. more »

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1995

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Aight  1 2 yeah yeah yeah (Yeah son) 
On the mic one time (No diggedy) 
For your motherfuckin mind 
Ready to rock rough rhymes
Redman Yeah 
We're gonna set it off one time 
Ready to rock rough rhymes 
Here we go  yeah yeah 
(Yo P yo D why them bitches be on your dick let em know son) 

PMD see Dogg 
'cause I does a little dance  make a little love 
I get the f*ck down tonight 
Yo I'm lethal like injections, teachin' niggas lessons 
I fry that ass up like I'm Wessun 
So come equipped and I don't slip (why?) 
'cause if you slip I sink that ass just like a ship 
I got the mic in my grip, the heat is on my hip 
Just in case niggas want to flip 
I see my niggas in sight, everything aight 
Comin' out of fuckin' Crown Heights 
Ain't no chips on my shoulder, strictly boulders 
My shit be on point like a soldier 
It's the evil that men do, who we do? 
I do you and your whole fuckin' clique 
Click, the gun is on cock, niggas need to stop 
I wet that ass up like a mop 
Well lord, yeah just to follow my man on the verse 
It's the see-Dogg yeah time to call a hearse 
So back up off the mic and let me rumble through your woofer 
I got rough but know I'ma get rougher 
It's the quart drinker so turn up the level 
I came to get raw plus wicked like the devil 
It's the no-hold-barred, shit is wild 
I got the eye to the double L 
And I don't be no rookie or no beginner 
I gets badder than a motherfuckin' sinner 

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Ready to rock rough rhymes 
It's the see-Dogg back with 12 new rides 
Wit the ill all-out tight shit for your head 
It's the man that'll make nigga's rhymes proper dead 
So get ready, always on my worst behaviour 
Up in the booth yeah breakin' mad flavors 
So back up off the mic and let me show my skill 
It's the Scheme, yeah niggas got to chill 
Peace to my nigga DL wit the beat 
And peace to all my niggas on Union Street 
And to ya fake ass niggas keep on walkin' 
A DL year, the whole E is talkin' 
Oh yeah, bringin' up the rear and we don't front (Never that nigga) 
We're comin' mad thick and we're on the hunt 
So why you want to test and end up in a mess 
I'm comin' mad wilder than the West 
I leave you sooped like a sale, I never fail 
I boost a track up like the third rail 
Fake MC's endangered like a species 
Your shit stinks like motherfuckin' faeces 
I'm chillin' and relaxin' in the maxin 
Your style is improper like a fraction 
Yo I'm out to get mine (Get yours nigga) 

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Well lemme come and get a little bit, son I'm feelin' it, it's the 
Bubbly 
Niggas know the deal I got the steel in case the trouble-be 
Got more coupe-rs than Isuzu, kid I bruise you 
Abuse you, my sewer style will confuse you 
I got the touch so niggas spark the Dutch 
I'm guaranteed to rip and bend your microphone, now touch and plus 
We kick that ass back up off just like a Lear 
See ya and too bad I wouldn't want to be ya 
Why'know the deal when I see ya, nigga chalk it up 
'cause if a nigga think he got the flow, I sop it up 
So now get up so you can hear the rest of this 
Yo Boogie Banger show them why we be the best at this 
Yo, yo niggas bust this, a nigga do justice like day 
We're walkin' down the street, we're watchin' bitches like slay 
Niggas rave and rant but can't get it, dig it 
Shit is on lock and motherfuckers can't pick it 
I'm runnin' with fools with more jewels than Freddy Blassy 
My rap drivin' niggas crazy like a taxi 
Perhaps we should leave ya layin' on ya back 
I'm richer than Richie Rich and quicker with the gat, black! 
For the cash I bash ya head to make ya stutter 
Then I hit you with the toast for fuckin' with bread and butter, cousin 
Nigga a-hah, laugh then stash the tracy 
The limit's the sky, I'm stayin high like aces 
But doper, my styles is fat like Al Roker 
Chiggity choke a nigga to sleep, I don't know ya 
Biggity blow your mind, f*ck the beef and f*ck the swine 
Nigga I'm 

Ready to rock rough rhymes
Ready to rock rough rhymes 
Ready to rock rough rhymes 
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Ready to rock rough rhymes 
Ready to rock rough rhymes 
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Son, ha, diggy Das, diggy Das, diggy Das 
Solid Scheme, word bond son (Shit come thick) 
Why'nah how we do!

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