Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wack M.C.'s, artist - Del The Funky Homosapien. Album song No Need For Alarm, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.11.1993
Record label: Elektra
Song language: English
Wack M.C.'s |
You WACK M.C.'s! |
This a dedication to you WACK M.C.'s |
This is a dedication to you WACK M.C.'s |
And you’re history… huh… |
You WACK M.C.'s! |
This a dedication to you WACK M.C.'s |
This is a dedication to you WACK M.C.'s |
And you’re history |
What a jerk! |
You need to find rhymes that’ll work |
You need to desert the rhymin' field |
You’re a nerd, your rhymin' yields and stops |
My rhymin' shield deflects your puny rhymes |
They’re 'spect so do decline — any challenge |
Forfeit because your shit’s — unbearable, terrible |
Sounds like you’re sharing flows with Treach |
Let’s come to grips youse a drip |
Arrogant son of a bitch, none of us is rich |
This is my stitch in time, enrichin' minds |
And twistin' backs witcha simplistic raps |
I let a little bit of my lyrics leak and lather |
At my mouth like a mad dog |
And seek and gather your neck and bite |
I just dissect the mic |
And correct the tykes so don’t be sassy |
You won’t be lasting, chastising that’s why things |
Swing in my favor — watch your behavior! |
I cannot stand a WACK M. C |
So step back if you please |
And don’t test me, you’re history |
I cannot stand a WACK M. C |
So step back if you please |
And don’t test me, you’re history |
Wack emcees — your time is up! |
How many punks must I kill (kill) |
Wack emcees — your time is up! |
How many punks must I kill (kill) |
Wack emcees — your time is up! |
How many punks must I kill (kill) |
Wack emcees — your time is up! |
How many punks must I kill (kill) |
I cannot stand a WACK M. C |
So step back if you please |
And don’t test me, you’re history |
I cannot stand a WACK M. C |
So step back if you please |
And don’t test me, you’re history |
You’re jealous, overzealous, Del is spectacular |
In fact, you are wack and far beyond dope, be gone—NOPE! |
You gets no respect, I pose a threat |
'Cause you’re wack and weak, in fact you tried to freak |
«Groove Me», it was used before |
You need to choose a more appealing sample |
I seal and stamp fools like mail, you’re quite stale |
You might fail and I know you’re paranoid |
Beware, avoid Funky Homosapien |
Monkeys I will make of men |
Take 'em into custody your style is rus-ty! |
Plus we, hate R&B, 'cause that shit is sorry |
That shit’s for saps, just admit your raps |
Don’t cut the mustard, don’t get flustered |
'Cause ya, skill is null and void |
And your skull is void, empty |
Senseless, defenseless, I rinse this |
Plague away with typhoons and you die soon |
Why swoon when you hear a ballad, is what I tell a broad |
'Cause L a fraud, he ain’t hella hard |
I used to look up, now I wanna cook up |
Your brain like bass and maintain ya space |
'CAUSE I DON’T CARE! |
I cannot stand a WACK M. C |
So step back if you please |
And don’t test me, you’re history |
I cannot stand a WACK M. C |
So stand back if you please |
And don’t test me, you’re history |
Wack emcees — your time is up! |
How many punks must I kill (kill) |
Wack emcees — your time is up! |
How many punks must I kill (kill) |
Wack emcees — your time is up! |
How many punks must I kill (kill) |
Wack emcees — your time is up! |
How many punks must I kill (kill) |
«Wack emcees — your time is up!» |
«Tell MCs to get lost, when I get pissed off» — Lord Finesse |
«Wack emcees — your time is up!» |
«Tell MCs to get lost, when I get pissed off» — Lord Finesse |
«Wack emcees — your time is up!» |
«Tell MCs to get lost, when I get pissed off» — Lord Finesse |
«Wack emcees — your time is up!» |
How many punks must I kill. |
kill?" (repeat 3X to fade) |