Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rap Scholar, artist - Das EFX. Album song The Very Best Of Das EFX, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.06.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Elektra, Rhino
Song language: English
Rap Scholar |
Yeah yeah |
Who it is, son? |
It’s the rap scholar, here to make a dollar |
Try an' follow, guaranteed to make ya holler |
Check it out |
Everybody, everybody |
It’s the rap scholar, here to make a dollar |
Try an' follow, guaranteed to make ya holler |
Check it out |
Everybody, everybody |
Aiyyo my dogs hold heat, control the whole street |
And when it’s time to bust, they don’t get cold feet |
You know it’s me, cause some say the boat rocker |
Big Mac not the Whopper, peace to Big Poppa |
The Showstopper, like Salt-N-Pepa, rhyme wrecka |
Friggidy-front on this, I won’t letcha |
I better catch ya, stiggidy-straight out the blue |
Diggidy Das EFX, Redman, comin through |
We biggidy bubblin, like some bubb-ly, love-ly |
But what, trouble be, findin me, kid he cover me |
I, represent my ground, so yo what up now? |
Non-believers hatin what the fuck now? |
Bucktown kid, you can get struck down for that shit |
The mack spit, accurate, make your back split |
Sewer rats get a lotta, cheese like Ricotta |
The three man team, the rap scholars |
New York, everybody; |
Cali, everybody, c’mon |
It’s the rap scholar, here to make a dollar |
Try an' follow, guaranteed to make ya holler |
Check it out |
Everybody, everybody |
D.C., everybody; |
overseas, everybody, c’mon |
It’s the rap scholar, here to make a dollar |
Try an' follow, guaranteed to make ya holler |
Check it out |
Everybody, everybody |
Aiyyo, it’s the rap scholar, hot around the collar |
Pack a blaka-blaka, since I was a toddler |
Drama, the nine-seven nigga Madonna |
Reptile texture be the blood of an iguana |
Sick, dick about nine inch thick |
I make a fo'-twenty Benz-o look like a six |
First of the month I got the bundles for the wick |
My hands big as a catcher’s mitt when I brick |
Sucker MC’s who did not learn |
If you don’t this time, from coast to coast I’m |
The Dark Ranger, call me Don Punanna |
So hot, my chewing gum flavor’s enchiladas |
You can tell, I don’t give a fuck |
Deliver the cold to the place that shiver the erictor |
Fuck you and the ship you came on |
While you sit around bitchin' I get my bangs on |
East coast, everybody; |
West coast, everybody, c’mon |
It’s the rap scholar, here to make a dollar |
Try an' follow, guaranteed to make ya holler |
Check it out |
Everybody, everybody |
Up North, everybody; |
down South, everybody, c’mon |
It’s the rap scholar, here to make a dollar |
Try an' follow, guaranteed to make ya holler |
Check it out |
Everybody, everybody |
Biggidy-Bingo, bangle, bust how the slang go |
Change up the angle, now who wanna tangle? |
Click-clack, get back, Dunn let me rip that |
Spit that, flip that, shit to push your wig back |
You showboatin', get your whole frame broken |
Found floatin', somewhere in Hoboken |
No jokin', jump out the Benz bubble |
Pull out the pound and bust a round in your huddle |
Spent a lot of ghetto days learnin ghetto ways; |
learn the ins |
And outs of ghetto trades still searchin for a better way |
Niggidy-never stress it though, keep it come and go |
Trust me if it’s runnin low, my mic still the gunner yo |
Facin towards what’s mine, so throw your hands in the air |
Cause of the rhyme, auto-nine, up against your spine |
Blow your spot up, cause yo I gotta, get this Ricotta |
The three man team, the rap scholars |
New York, everybody; |
Cali, everybody, c’mon |
It’s the rap scholar, here to make a dollar |
Try an' follow, guaranteed to make ya holler |
Check it out |
Everybody, everybody |
D.C., everybody; |
overseas, everybody, c’mon |
It’s the rap scholar, here to make a dollar |
Try an' follow, guaranteed to make ya holler |
Check it out |
Everybody, everybody |