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Chubb Rock - The Five Deadly Venoms lyrics
[verse one - hotdog] Aiyyo ??, i got the batter, get the mixer As the trickster will fix ya a batch of rhymes You know that soothes, like an elixir And sticks your ribs so let the cheese and wine Or rather wine and cheese Cause i aim to please with ease hope the crowd sees That i'm, the man that loves to flam And when i step into a jam i just slam like jordan And this is the world, accordin to me The capital-h-the-o-the-t, the-d-the-o-the-g Rockin, heavenly hype and ?? steadily When i come in to rock'n'roll, i'm sure you will agree That i got a hype type of style a family But diggy doc gave it to rob to rock and howie tee Now, i'm talkin about omega psi phi fraternity Givin a little history For some people, their lucky number's 7 For q-dogs, it's 1911 November 17th, underneath the ceilings Behind the walls of ?thurkill hall? [verse two - ?] This is a family affair, rather a gathering of the brothers United we stand, we're not divided like the others And when i mention the word divided, you know what i'm meaning Show a brother something they don't have they start fiending First the ear-grabbin, then the back-stabbin This from brothers that i call friends, i'm not havin The other negative things in a friendship An occasional whipser, gossip, a loose lip I once trusted a brother with an eyeful He told the next man, cause he's livin trifle But now i'm not worried cause i'm part of a family United til death simply cause we choose to be An occasional joke, a diss, or a crowd pleaser Callin your moms a ?? look-a-like skeezer Whoever wins the diss battle, respect is given Fightin over words is not how we are livin Then there's ?? word i almost forgot Three-on-one, no heat, but the rumor's still hot The bro's get a hoe that you know is totally widdit There's no need to be discrete cause you know she won't admit it When i think back on the memories Just like these - is it a wonder that i love the 80's [verse three - rob swinga] Well i'm rob, a.k.a. as the swinga Comedic at times, and a stone-cold thriller I got somethin to say i'll make it short and sweet Me i'm the swinga i'ma swing it to this beat Now i talk to a lot of people with the large vocabulary Colloquial language i'll use that's secondary And then there is slang and i would use that third And i'll say outrageous things that might sound absurd But - right back into my large vocabulary I'm the type of guy that'll always be primary Never secondary, to any adversary If they want to be like me, on the contrary They try to compete, but i will always delete I'll leave them cryin from the agony, of defeat And when they try to return to repeat I make them hold on peace signs, say "swinga i retreat" [verse four - chubb rock] Well the toad is immensely strong on the instrumental The lyric can hit and shock the pure metal Chubb rock has a weak spot, creatin An iron maiden cannot pierce my skin when i hit top 10 Run for shelter, cause you're gonna fear this tune More than you feared the age of helter skelter Watch how we behave, diggity dog and dave The roadrunner and swinga always sayin that smegma Is the product of ten intense games of balls under balls I have professor paul's Kicking ability, the snake's agility The ricochet speed of the centipede And the devilish mind of the scorpion The lizard is unrealistic and simplistic And loitering is prohibit, the tune is illiterate Diggy doc no, ed lover forever my brothers in crime They watch my back at the drop of a dime.. when we climb And work and work hard and struggle to stay alive And strive, the venoms, the five - check this out.. The roadrunner [outro] Yo chubbs can we make a little gravy and shit Can we get ours, whassup man? Niggaz is takin caravans all the way to north carolina n shit Whassup wit dat shit? niggaz don't respect my situation Yo can we make a little gravy chief, whassup? |
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