Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Straight out the Sewer, artist - Das EFX. Album song Dead Serious, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1991
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhino Atlantic
Song language: English
Straight out the Sewer |
Coming straight from the sewer, I biggity-be's the rough slang slinger |
Singer, dame look at me swing it like a swinger |
I riggity-rock the miggity-microphone, I’m born to rock it |
Don’t jock it, I’m quiggity-quick-quick, thiggity-thick, yo, drop it |
I’m flippin' the flap, so check out the rap skills, ill, ain’t it? |
I friggity-fry the funk, so give me your tracks so I can train it |
Or drain it like Drano, get Macco 'cause I’m a rhymer |
I stiggity-stomp the comp like a dino |
Siggity-saur figgity-figure four leglock |
Hack-pthoo, spit, can I rock? |
The finger-lickin tiggity-crispy chicken |
Spiggity-spark the biggity-blunt style is what I’m kickin' |
So next up, I kiggity-call my nigga with the slang |
The iggity-ill paprika, yo, speaker |
Hot diggity-damn, yiggity-yes, I’m giggity-grand slammin' like a Homer |
Simpson, look at the microphoner on a mission |
Mission accomplished, dude, I’m kickin' flavor |
With my nigga, oh ! |
My nigga from Jamaica |
Crack a 40, I smiggity-smoke 'nuff blunts that OG |
Bringin' funk from crown heights straight to Californi-i-a, b |
See me on the freestyle |
Chill more props than Benny Hill, um |
Well, I’ll be God damned, they bringin' me in the master mix |
The nappy head, complexion dark, question mark, asterisk |
I flip up, bang, knock a baby out your sitter |
The figgity-funk, triple packs an uzi in my zip-up |
Remember the time I whipped it, smacked it, flipped it |
You’re figurin' I was a tip, tip, so I kicked it |
Straight from the sewer, straight from the sewer |
Nothing can save ya |
Straight from the sewer, straight from the sewer |
Nothing can save ya |
Straight from the sewer, straight from the sewer |
Nothing can save ya |
Straight from the sewer, straight from the sewer |
Nothing can save ya |
Coming straight from the sewer, the young flippin'-the-tongue superstarrer |
I’m freaking the flow like there ain’t no tomorrow |
I’m horrifyin', kid, I be wreckin' |
Shiggity-shop, when I rock, there’s no half-steppin |
So give me the mic check, get respect, dude, I’m gnarly |
I betcha if I was Ken, then I’d be Barbie |
So shiggity-bop boo, aiyo, Duke, can I give a |
Shiggity-shout to my nigga, oh, and the jibber |
Jabber Jaw riggity-raw when I’m kickin' |
I’m flippin' the tongue so figgity-fee-fi-fo-fum, no slippin' |
I’m wicked, wild, bringin' the style when I blabber |
I swing it for Das EFX, when I flex, I won’t stagger |
Or stutter, I wriggity-wreck it quick with my crew |
So light, camera, action |
Tiggity-take two, um, roll 'em, chiggity-check the flow, um |
I’m swingin' it like my nuts be swingin' from my scrotum |
Oh Judah, I’m bringin' the power move left, G |
From the sewer, test the microphone, 1−2 uh |
The nigga, the jibbity-jibber jabber jaw, blippity-blapper rapper |
Tiggity-tap a livin in the lap of |
The ghetto, leakin' the nigga petrol as I let go |
My verbs with an echo from Bismol to Pepto |
The um, boogity-woogity-Books can make ya clock turn |
I riggity-rocks the spot just like my cock got sperm |
I friggity-freaks the ill rap, I’m still strapped, don’t test me |
I pops shit, pop tarts, and piggity-pop cherries |
Correct, g, my style is fat, so I swung it |
Want it? |
The riggity-roughneck Brooklyn nigga brung it |
Straight from the sewer, straight from the sewer |
Nothing can save ya |
Straight from the sewer, straight from the sewer |
Nothing can save ya |
Straight from the sewer, straight from the sewer |
Nothing can save ya |
Straight from the sewer, straight from the sewer |
Nothing can save ya |