Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Spanish Song, artist - DomingoDate of issue: 04.12.2000
Song language: English
Spanish Song |
| Ayo, I’m playing knick-knack patty wack knock a beat the fuck out |
| Rejecting cats faster than gay kids bounced from the cub scouts |
| Tossed from the front door of the clubhouse, like, «Whats up now?» |
| Scour the grout off they feet and making em walk the rough route |
| I’m sick of niggas wearing Sean-John, always puffed out |
| Hogging mics, acting retarded, just like Forrest Gump sounds |
| So, if these rappers wanna bust rounds, I’ll have a field day |
| I’m always in-zones when I touchdown, compton to bucktown |
| Pounding the scrubs, How in the fuck your stuff counts? |
| When Verbs is on witness protection, after hearing how I snuffed Nouns |
| Stalk a circus and hunt clowns… .If you’re smoking |
| Tonedeff causes emphysema, and will ultimately turn your lungs brown |
| And that’s my recommendation, I’m saving ya' from deterioration |
| By making replacements for inferior baseman |
| Players that never could play at the game they were placed in |
| Checking the roster for their names, just to discover that they were scraped in |
| (Singing) |
| This song was supposed to be in Spanish |
| But I can’t speak it, so now it’s not |
| This song was supposed to be in Spanish |
| But I can’t speak it, but I’m still hot |
| Yo, I cross cultures like puzzles of words |
| All y’all nickel & dime MCs are better off smuggling herb |
| The minute I mutter a verb, I spark infernos |
| I should be locked up for fucking kids like I was Mary Kay Latourneau |
| You saying there were no… Witnesses |
| Quick… if this hypocrite fibs a bit |
| Kick his shit in and just get the whip and a hypnotist |
| I’ll finish him with a little lyrical hit and then stick em and spit in his |
| Liquor with gin in it till he’s admitting it |
| Y’all wack rappers are just effiminate |
| If eating dick’s la vida loca, y’all niggas is living it |
| So, Come ON!!, no need to do the arithmatic |
| This kid is just sick, so, Heads up, peep my single Ridiculous |
| I inconspicuously wow brothers, without stutters, Leave sounds smothered |
| You couldn’t come to grips with cow udders |
| Like proud mothers, I brag with the best of em |
| Ask your man what score he got after Mr. Deff tested em |
| If you’re the champ, hand over the fucking title now |
| More rules than a Cider House |
| Pay me the proper respect… just close your eyes and bow |
| Its show and tell ya better hide your style |
| I’m trying to separate the wack from the weak and I can’t seem to divide the |
| pile |
| Stop grinning or I’mma strike ya smile |
| Like lawyers strapped with time bombs, you’ll never survive the trial |
| Cause I’ll defile ya name, card your ass and swipe ya file |
| Bitch, I’m the river of venomous flows that spiked the nile |
| Despite denial, some rappers are never happy |
| Yelling and shit with no email addresse talking bout get @ me |
| Dog, I’m serious, with handhelds I’m shouting out, like Nextel |
| Don’t need a copy of Microsoft Office to EXCEL |
| WORD. |
| I’m making these power points like Bill Gates |
| Cause yo, if tone is recorded on chrome, its instantly the Ill Tape |
| You know Domingo makes the real breaks |
| Your mother said «Guanabana», when I asked her how the dillz tastes |