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Heltah Skeltah - Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka lyrics
Flah leflour eshkoshka * originally appeared as the extended version of leflah on fab 5s blah 12" Intro: Yes The name of this shit here is Leflour leflah eshkoshka The fab 5 Chorus: rock Yes yes yall (yes yall) O.g.c., heltah skeltah be the best yall (best yall) Fab 5 slam from east to west yall (west yall) Sound pound straight through your bubble vest yall (vest yall) And check yo chest yall (chest yall) Verse one: strang, rock, louisville Ay curumba strang gun clappa number One on tha set man I cut ya like lumber Still play the back in my thundergear down to my underwear Make all you motherfuckers wonder where I come from, cuz motherfuck dapper dan Im a gun clappa fan plus I run rappers stand Fab 5, mad live blow up the spot Dru ha gets the paper black moon still gets the props Eh yo next to snap a neck be big r-o-c-k Send mcs to me in squads of three say Rockness monsta, is he for real? it cant be See him in action as he transform that mans me Enemies aint kotter, aint no welcome back in my home or Knots get blown like cordless slots and payphones Phone home or return like jedi I bet I can without lai give yo stupid ass a red eye Me nah like Niggaz who cant see pass a likkle bit of light You come tess the champion ya gwan die tonight And 6 feet deep is where you sleep Eternally restin in peace you felt relief Now big up to all my true headz in the east Stalkin the block not leavin the house without they gat You best ta believe that fab 5 got my back (got my back) its like dat Verse two: ruck, louisville I control the masses, wit metaphors thats massive Dont ask if the nigga ruckest bash shit like cassius Im drastic, when it comes to verbs I be flippin Cuz herbs jus be shittin off the words I be kickin I scold you, double headed swords for the petty But I told you, bitch niggaz that headz aint ready Now I mold you, back to the bitch that you are Fuckin wit the ruckest get bruised, battered and scarred Guess who, punk chump, your brain jus blew Its the originoo gun clappa two Rushin through, three on three you cant see we Cuz we stay tight and not many niggas wanna fight So sneak in where a nigga in the cipher of the camp Jus got amped so I took em out for a dance Bigga triggas fallin down Like the bridges of london, but aint too many niggaz runnin Chorus Verse three: rock --> louisville in ()s Aiyyo why oh why did I need cappucino Scar on my face but Im not al pacino (we 3 amigos) sparsky and dutch we bring mo Drama than what? (a primetime nbc tv show) (headz dont know and damn sure aint ready) (niggas walk the street wit more boop than betty) Shitll get heavy (back of the tree now surrender) (my pon hits yo mind mix thoughts like a blender) Then I dish off from a shooting guard to a center Like rockafella you hit rock bottom when you enter (o.g.c. rush the scene, the mission from backup) yeah (baseball bats attack like jersey fools that act up) act up (folks is passed now, petrol, go get dough) (pepto-bismol before this nigga let go) He said go what you do grew screwed I blew through Two crews who claim they got funk maybe true cuz they doo-doo Verse four: ruck, strang --> top dawg in ()s Everybody framed, aint nobody yappin no more Ive evidence on your click so yall niggaz hit the floor With that mouth murderin you got that ass in hot water Now I just oughta send a piece to your headquarters To take away your stripe, you fucked up tonight You dont do right youre gwan get dead to spite Our click foundation stays thick through the war Im keepin my eye out for infiltrators at the door Its a shame how these mcs are wannabees Front on these and get hung up like dungarees (please) Ease off selecta strangle wrecks ya Plus bust asses on whoever passes through my sector (so what you gonna do when you stuck at thirty-two) (degrees please, get off yo knees and follow these) (now swallow these, buckshots from the rifle) (then I will make niggaz beat it and scream just like michael) So how many corny mcs gwan try When strang sets shit off like the 4th of july (nobody) why? (cuz everybody gets bodies my brother) (I smother a nigga then ruck bounce like rubber) Step to tha stage set the microphone on fire Yo desires, they call me siah cuz Im flyer Live like wires, beast from the east who is he When I roar like a grizzly they say damn he gets busy Chorus 2x |
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