Lyrics:
kilowatts of P.Funk power
So kick back, dig, while we do it to you in your eardrums
And me? I'm known as Lollipop Man
Alias, The Long Haired Sucker, my
radio's loud like a fire alarm
The floor vibrates, the walls cave in
The bass makes my eardrums seem thin
Def sounds in my ride, yes the front and back
You
Take me to commercial
The world's most dangerous group
Once again, beating on your motherfucking eardrums
It's the niggas in black, ready
a child's toy
As we staggerd into land with all the waitors eatin' sandwiches
We tried to mooch a towel from the hoi poloi
He emptied out his eardrums I
The track hits your eardrum like a slug to your chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that Sunshine State where the bomb-ass hemp be
don't stop
Adrock, come and rock the sure shot (Hurra-, Hurra-)
Cane will cross fade on your ass and bust your eardrums
Listen everybody 'cause I'm
the store
The DJ spin the record out on the dance floor
Comin' through the speaker to shake your eardrum
Brain cells get lit, then you hear where we're
don't stop
Adrock, come and rock the sure shot (Hurra-, Hurra-)
Cane will cross fade on your ass and bust your eardrums
Listen everybody 'cause I'm
better move it
Yeah baby, you gots ta move your groove
To prove that you supposed to groove in the moon
As I recite naughty nothings in yo' eardrums
the saxophone blows.
Trumpets are tearing my eardrums.
Customers crush my toes.
Sometime I think
I've found my hero,
but it's a queer romance.
All that you
The track hits your eardrum like a slug to your chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that Sunshine State where the bomb-ass hemp be
the saxophone blows.
Trumpets are tearing my eardrums.
Customers crush my toes.
Sometime I think
I've found my hero,
but it's a queer romance.
All that you
the saxophone blows.
Trumpets are tearing my eardrums.
Customers crush my toes.
Sometime I think
I've found my hero,
but it's a queer romance.
All that you
and punk like lurch boy
Every time I heard your rhyming like a f***ing jerk boy, simp, yeah!
Friends, Romans, countrymen lend me you eardrum
It was
a child's toy
as we staggerd into land with all the waitors eatn' sandwitches
we tried to mooch a towel from the hoi poloi
he emptied out his eardrums; i
Whether it's wax in your bong or your eardrum
I'm here now, I'm guessing you live in fear now
So be it, when they speak about the real Soul be it, no
lyrical lacerations on your lungs, from a verbal hangnail
That hung on my big toe, as I flow upward
Kicking yo on ya eardrum, you wanna hear some?
Tap
with all the waitors eatin' sandwiches
We tried to mooch a towel from the hoi poloi
He emptied out his eardrums; I emptied out mine
And everybody knows
hear some
(Young Guns these days got fireproof eardrums)
They don't give a shit who's hot
Just long as you're not, pussy and be the would-be king
But
(damn)
I run it up, then retrace my last steps (frrp)
I'm in her eardrums talkin' about assets (yeah)
"Do you wanna?" "Yes," hol' up, I ain't even ask
in
I'm tryna give this beat a beating
Pleading with your eardrums until they
Bleed the blood of Jesus (Jesus)
But wait I know you think
This here is
See I fought the law and the fuckin' law won,
Came back on Appeal wanna new outcome,
Overload your eardrums, hear it hear it come!
In come
the general,
Energy got the whole system overload
Got the, got the eardrums about to explode
Extra, extra, powerful
Blow your mind its the incredible
Seh, negro
È Youngotti con il flexboy
Laioung in your eardrum
Giro sempre co' una nove
Sto sempre sulle mie droghe
E mi fuma la testa
Con mio
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