Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thenod Factor , by - Mad Skillz. Release date: 10.06.2012
Song language: English
Thenod Factor |
| I know your tired of bouncin so check this here |
| We got tha back breakin club shakin beat for this year |
| Yeah.so peep the steelo and the flow |
| I gotcha head noddin cuz your neck already knows |
| So pass the mic and watch skillz rip fast |
| And have niggas up in parties catchin whiplash |
| Slash the wack. |
| who tryin to bite my style |
| Take yo ass to da old school |
| And part your fuckin eyebrows |
| I comin through to About to get set |
| So act like wu. |
| protect that neck |
| I still calm. |
| im still tendin to the song |
| I be blowin up spots like I was sendin out mailbombs |
| Stya calm and be noddin see |
| Im like a black president (why) |
| Cuz niggas aint seein me Has beens they both like bad skinz so face it After this joint yo we passin out some neck braces |
| I gotcha head noddin cuz your neck knows it phat |
| Check it out like this and then like that |
| My track packs enery like nuclear reactors |
| I be mad skillz and this be the nod factor |
| After mcs smoke me take a toke |
| Ill fuck your career like the cast on diffrent strokes |
| No joke. |
| i see airlines and start aimin rhymes |
| My shit will have hard niggas in soul train lines |
| Bumpin wit this big black broad named belinda |
| Oh you rap dont say jack |
| And walk quiet like a ninja |
| I injure. |
| beats so you can expect to go to cairo |
| So I can practice checkin that neck and got set |
| Cuz guess what Im the one to set it You regret it Cuz my beats employin paramedics |
| I wet it Yeah and it will stay that way |
| I know youll be back |
| You probably got some rhymes on lay away |
| But I be here freakin fat funk to make you sweat |
| Do me a favor |
| And tell your neck that I aint finished yet |
| Chorus (repeat *4) |
| I perfect raps stick in under your skin |
| Either your noddin by now |
| Or your dead or a mannequin |
| My friend resistin aint good for ya health |
| Put your tool on the shelf |
| And just go for self |
| Get help. |
| get da drink and get the hidin |
| Get your groove on Before he get gis glock and gat up the party like gotti |
| Im runnin thangs from the inside |
| Rap better wait because your style done died |
| And let you corny-spiderman mcs sayin nuthin |
| Put your clothes on backwards if you feel like frontin |
| Im huntin for beats/on point like cleets |
| Wit da brand new sound |
| You can pump in ya jeeps. |
| it be the nod factor |
| Rollin hard like tecs |
| Im skillz for real |
| Bringin it to you somethin stank |
| This track will be in ya ear |
| Like new wax/now max |
| And tell your neck veins to relax… |