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Grand Daddy I.U. - Represent lyrics
featuring Lumberjack Intro/Chorus: Lumberjack and Steady Flow (Represent yo!) You know I represent (aight!) (Represent yo!) Yeah you know I represent (aight!) (Represent yo!) I got to represent (aight!) (Represent yo!) Daddy U represent Verse One: Grand Daddy I.U. Yo make way it's the U comin through with the one two checka The mic wrecka rippin mad hoes with the pecker I crush punks to rubble chop em like stubble Give any MC trouble, Hittin Switches like E Double Word to father, hot just like lava Blowin up spots like Japs did Pearl Harbor Refuse to pay dues I use da ooze and kill off whole crews like Hitler did Jews Now who's next to flex, bring it on You figure my skill's gone then you dead wrong like child porn I'm game tight, so never take my name light It's fright night, tearin that ass out the frame right I flow steady like the sands in the hourglass Droppin mad paragraph after paragraph My staff is called Steady Flow The Grand Daddy U, Kay Cee, Easy Rick, and Big Sno And yo I get flam Hobbes word to grandpops when my jam drops, you nibble my nuts like Lamb Chop The scamp stops nevers, I demand props forever Whatever's clever, cause I got my shit together Chorus Verse Two: Lumberjack Drop your mic, shut the fuck up, and don't make a sound It's the Lumberjack rapper choppin wack niggaz down Snappin necks with the vigor, break backs on the tracks Got a punk nigga's blood on the blade of my axe I tear off limbs, stompin like Tims, blendin in sendin in smokin punk motherfuckers like stems Step up, act like you want it you can get it in three ways On the mic, with the hands, or from the twelve gauge Ready to flex on all you wannabe ruffnecks What's next, I'm givin your girlfriend rough sex Like Underground I Get Around And yeah I like SWV but I ain't tryin to go Downtown So come meet the Grim Reaper, the Crypt Keeper Got force and just like Bo$$ I gets Deeper I'm sick of hearing you actors on wax Claiming you're breaking backs, you niggaz is fakin jacks I lay you dead in the ghetto streets, your head and my metal meets You scream like steam when the kettle heats So kid you better play the rear Or like that five thousand dollar love seat your ass is Outta Here Chorus 2X (second time without Steady Flow) Verse Three: Grand Daddy I.U. Aiyyo the only remains is bloodstains spilled brains and broke bones You step in my face with the games you get smoked homes I come out blastin, doin your whole ass in fast and it's Daddy U the smooth assassin My name spells defeat to punks on the street I pack nuff heat, my rhyme flow is fatter than cellulite I got a master plan to blast a man faster than niggaz can plea, it's disaster and mayhem and havoc on the scene You see what I mean, when I bust the sixteen in your spleen To get the third leg hoes beg The skills are nastier than a fart after eatin a bald egg And yo to be quite precise I'm might nice I got more high priced hookers than Heidi Floess Kid you better check my rep Or quiet as kept, you catch a hole in your neck, so watch your step Chorus 2X (second time without Lumberjack |
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