Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Schoolin', artist - D Double E. Album song Jackuum, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bluku
Song language: English
Schoolin' |
| Sounds of the |
| Sounds of the |
| You know what time it is |
| Sounds of the |
| Sounds of the |
| Sounds of the |
| Sounds of the |
| Ooooh! |
| If you feel lucky, roll the dice |
| If you don’t, take my advice |
| I’m not nice, squeeze your head in between a vice |
| Make them run down the road like mice |
| Do you really wanna pay that price? |
| Make you scratch your head and think twice |
| D Double E’s not nice, scary like poltergeist |
| Do you really wanna lose your life? |
| To the same knife that I used on your wife |
| When I cut, I cut precise |
| Cut you into cubicle dice |
| Feed the aftermath to my mice |
| They’ll eat you like Chinese rice |
| Or drink a pint of your blood with ice |
| Just to show I’m not nice |
| Check out the final, I’m in the final |
| King of survival, checking out arrivals |
| I’m an animal, highly flammable |
| When I get mad, not manageable (Don't get me mad) |
| The dubplate cannibal on instrumental |
| Not gentle, don’t get me mental |
| Get physical, and brutal |
| You might end up in hospital |
| When I’m on the riddim I come like God |
| Make MCs dem shit pure logs |
| Crowd dem ah jump like frog |
| That’s my occupation, that’s my job |
| Style is kind of misty like fog |
| It’s the M to the lyrical mob |
| Who want to see the Goldie get lock |
| But don’t touch the dial, don’t touch that knob |
| Chomp MCs like corn on the cob |
| Make an MC shit his pant before he gets to the bog |
| Who’s on the mic that lyrical god that leaves no bits and bobs |
| It’s me, D Double E, MC |
| Loose and fast like a XR3, I got |
| Luxury like a Mercedes and I’m doing it nice and easy |
| Check out the final, I’m in the final |
| King of survival, checking out arrivals |
| I’m an animal, highly flammable |
| When I get mad, not manageable (Don't get me mad) |
| The dubplate cannibal on instrumental |
| Not gentle, don’t get me mental |
| Get physical, and brutal |
| You might end up in hospital |
| Mi nah ramp, mi nah skin, skin, laugh, laugh, grin |
| Get up on top and then me ride the riddim, flexin' |
| Put them on the mic talkin', lyrically flexin' |
| Like muscle man in the gym |
| Weightliftin', I’m lyrically fab, I be the physically fit ride the riddim |
| I’m shootin', firin', aimin', hittin', never missin' |
| I’m winning, not losing |
| D-E-E to the D-E-E |
| Mandem shocking, skanking, bubbling |
| Showing everything riddim then they wanna start chattin' |
| They’re clapping, flexing, jumping |
| To the bassline, it’s pumping |
| Check out the final, I’m in the final |
| King of survival, checking out arrivals |
| I’m an animal, highly flammable |
| When I get mad, not manageable |
| The dubplate cannibal on instrumental |
| Not gentle, don’t get me mental |
| Get physical, and brutal |
| You might end up in hospital |
| Check out the final, I’m in the final |
| King of survival, checking out arrivals |
| I’m an animal, highly flammable |
| When I get mad, not manageable |
| The dubplate cannibal on instrumental |
| Not gentle, don’t get me mental |
| Get physical, and brutal |
| You might end up in hospital |
| Ooah! |
| Ooah! |
| Ooah! |
| Ooah! |
| It’s me-mree! |
| It’s me-mree! |
| It’s me-mree! |
| Come on come on, come on come on |