Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nutmeg, artist - Das Racist. Album song Shut Up, Dude, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.03.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Greedhead
Song language: English
Nutmeg |
| Yes, yes, yes yes |
| More like a spiced-out Manmohan Singh |
| Or like a spiced-out I.K. |
| Gujral |
| Like a spiced-out Bhagat Singh |
| Spice wars, crack wars |
| I love this song, shorty said |
| Queens Boulevard, Kierkegaard, hustle hard |
| Hustle bustle OMG, on my guard, oh my god |
| Vic came back with three pizzas, gave one to Dap |
| His stomach under-crowded, proud kid, young Samaritan |
| Fuck a George Harrison, embarrassin' |
| Sitars no comparison, looking garish |
| Hit it out the park, Roger Maris |
| Plus Shea Stadium, Flushing, Corona |
| Chop shop, Pop Rocks, My Sharona, ginkgo biloba |
| Hold up, slow up, blow up, pull-o-ver |
| Get Smart Again, it’s a cardigan, play the race card again |
| And again, and again, drinks at Bennigan’s |
| Where’s Ralph Waldo, Ellison? |
| Person of color, ya’ll can’t see me Shoot at you actors like a DP |
| Ernie Anastos, asbestos, apartments |
| Smarter in a Starter Jacket, custom compartments |
| Illuminati, in my mind soul and my body |
| Young Bobby, Digital, hobby, physical |
| That’s amazing, that’s amazing, that’s amazing |
| Yo, yeah |
| That’s amazing, that’s racist, that’s fake shit |
| That’s space shit, that’s vacant, that’s complacent |
| That’s plague shit, that’s offensive |
| That’s Tet Offensive, that’s defenseless |
| That’s holiday, Doc Holiday, keep the doc away |
| Sitting by the dock of the bay on yay |
| Kanye I’m a letchu finish |
| Helsinki, blinky blink, stinky stink, stanky stank |
| Frank-n-Dank, feelin hot yo, watchin Rosanna Scotto |
| Liz Cho, Sade Baderinwa, Sue Simmons |
| Mr. G, Mr. Me, Mr. Me Too |
| Who care who Muslim, who Hebrew? |
| He cool, he wack, back street, street back |
| Alley cat, rally that, Taliban, alley man |
| Minivan, van, hans, hands |
| Hold hands across America, Jesus on the cross |
| Paid the cost to see the boss |
| Scalpers got the money, no Rick Ross |
| Big boss, man, PaRappa the Rappa, in Napa Valley |
| Valley man, mountain man, fountain pen, count it man |
| Borders crossed, or it’s all to Mars |
| Order you out the country tomorrow, order yours |
| Don’t go chasing waterfalls |
| Hazmat suit, Nasdaq suit |
| Pass that zoot, blast that truth, booth |
| Teens found slain, bang bang bang bang |
| Unfounded truth, brown kid, yuke |
| Brown kid, shoot, the township youth |
| Yeaaah |
| Shoot shoot, the township youth |
| Shoot shoot the township youth |
| Y’all didn’t believe me, huh? |
| Okay |
| Yeeaaahh |
| Okay |
| Yeeaaahhh |
| Okay, Okay |
| Okay |
| Heyo, that’s amazing, blunt in your mouth talk |
| Silly struthers Sally Struthers, Gilmore Girls |
| Smothers Brothers at The Fillmore |
| Hand me that capo |
| Cup of my Snapple at Staples |
| Four flavor kettle corn |
| Heavy metal porno flick chicks with tattoos |
| Rollin up spliffs with Bambus |
| Damn dude |
| Whole load of Head and Shoulder shampoo |
| My Dominican friend finna stab you |
| Ask two questions, one: who da kid, two: who da kid |
| Both times the answer stay: Kool AD! |
| Ayyo, who is this though |
| The kid ran the fuck out the door |
| And never came back til' three weeks later |
| In the same black t-shirt |
| Stayed yakked til his teeth hurt |
| Coughing up blood like |
| «Nah, nah don’t worry bout it» |
| Roll up in a silver Hyundai and scurry up out it Niced out, no, riced out, drop like a ___ with a tail fin |
| Boo in the back looking like a young Sarah Palin |
| But yo pass the Craisins |
| A young couple of gods in the castle stay blazin' |
| Watching Tavis Smiley, writing emails to Richard Grabel |
| White Owl, Cacique, and Sprite on the table |
| Seven channels no cable |
| EMI hollerin hoping that the publishing |
| Go up like NASDAQ |
| Don’t even remember if I’m BMI or ASCAP |
| Maybe I’m past that, I think I’m past that |
| No I’m not past rap, well maybe I’m past rap |
| Finna be past that |
| Finna be a mathemagician now |
| Hocus pocus, with the dope sick Vanna White with no tits |
| And a banana light cream soda, coca cola |
| Ringtone, ringtone, Motorola |
| Sammy Sosa skin cream, Michael Jackson disease |
| Thirty-one inch inseam, attractive mac and cheese |
| Lamping in Jeruse, with the Maccabees |
| Checks from Bard College cashed at Pay-o-Matic |
| On Broadway, pass the yayo magic, static |
| On the 27-inch Zenith, believe it Cheeses, Cheese Puffs |
| Cheez Doodles, Cup o' Noodles, Slim Jims, Quarter Waters |
| Quarters, corners dodecahedrons |
| Demons, basting virgin orchids with their semen |
| Sunflower seeds, Van Gogh Gogh Gogh |
| Go in, Go-Go Gadget, Gauguin, Rodin, Ronin, Conan |
| Cocaine, Rogaine, woodgrains, fertilizer |
| Phantom Tollbooth hold you… |
| … street meat, street heat, beat beat, eat beets |
| Beats street wild stopped while light up my life |
| Fruit Loops, Kix, raps that’s kid-tested, mother approved |
| Rude, Rubik’s Cube, Uncle Sam don’t want you Himanshu |
| Heems, schemes, creams, screams |
| Screens, Queens, Beam, means |
| Justify ends, tens, Benz, cockblock my friends |
| Bends, Pablo Honey, money, Brown Bunny |
| Doug Funnie, dunny, crummy, dummy |
| Dumb me, green, yeah |
| Hindu Kush in my blood, push comes to shove |
| Shove back, love back, thug rap, shrug rap, bug rap |