Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Alphabet Aerobics , by - Blackalicious. Release date: 31.12.1998
Record label: Quannum projects
Song language: English
Alphabet Aerobics |
| (Now it’s time for our wrap up Let’s give it everything we’ve got |
| Ready? |
| Begin) |
| Artificial amateurs, aren’t at all amazing |
| Analytically, I assault, animate things |
| Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat |
| Buildings are broken, basically I’m bombarding |
| Casually create catastrophes, casualties |
| Cancelling cats got their canopies collapsing |
| Detonate a dime of dank daily doin dough |
| Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low |
| Eatin other editors with each and every energetic |
| Epileptic episode, elevated etiquette |
| Furious fat fabulous fantastic |
| Flurries of funk felt feeding the fanatics |
| Gift got great global goods gone glorious |
| Gettin godly in his game with the goriest |
| Hit em high, hella height, historical |
| Hey holocaust hints hear 'em holler at your homeboy |
| Imitators idolize, I intimidate |
| In a instant, I’ll rise in a irate state |
| Juiced on my jams like jheri curls jockin joints |
| Justly, it’s just me, writin my journals |
| Kindly I’m kindling all kinds of ink on Karate kick type brits in my kingdom |
| Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is Learned lame louses just lose to my livery |
| My mind makes marvelous moves, masses |
| Marvel and move, many mock what I’ve mastered |
| Niggas nap knowin I’m nice naturally |
| Knack, never lack, make noise nationally |
| Operation, opposition, off, not optional |
| Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals |
| Perfected poem, powerful punchlines |
| Pummelling petty powder puffs in my prime |
| Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it’s Quannum |
| Quarrelers ain’t got a quarter of what we got uh Really raw raps, risin up rapidly |
| Riding the rushing radioactivity |
| Super scientifical sound search sought |
| Silencing super fire saps that are soft |
| Tales ten times talented, too tough |
| Take that, challengers, get a tune up Universal, unique untouched |
| Unadulterated, the raw uncut |
| Verb vice lord victorious valid |
| Violate vibes that are vain make em vanished |
| ? |
| well would a wise wordsmith just |
| Weaving up words weeded up, I’m a workshift |
| Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra large |
| X-height letters, and xylophone tones |
| Yellow back, yak mouth, young ones yaws |
| Yesterday’s lawn yards sell our (yawn?) |
| Zig zag zombies, zoomin to the zenith |
| Zero in zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme ZEA-LOTS… |
| (good…can you say it faster?) |