Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Urban Legends, artist - Masters Of IllusionDate of issue: 13.11.2000
Song language: English
Urban Legends |
| No happy campers, rappers sit in dirty-ass Pampers |
| It’s an assassination, public lies, now cover your eyes |
| My style gory Michael Edward urban Scissorhand cut |
| My Orenthal scamper, Hertz hurdles, slicin his apple |
| I’m on some tight lyrics like Bill Clinton get high and snicker |
| I run the United States, front nut |
| Guaranteed to get some focus from my folks in the cut an' |
| They feel a partner |
| Runnin from home plate, goin upstairs like I’m Galarraga |
| I’m not that sucker duck batterer that you can bean with pitches |
| Spit in your mask like Romanowski did yo' face in public |
| Smack kids with fish wrap, I’m two rotations on the pitchback |
| Exploit the frontline, yo secondary, throw salutes at |
| Too many rappers havin slumber parties smokin weed |
| I’m throwin stones and rappers pillow fight with all they might |
| Pimp slap your whole Earth, her fat Aunt Jemimah ass works |
| Rappers get touched, molested, used up, and left neglected |
| And sell they Duke shoes for a tie in Cuban, Colombian |
| Paraphenalia, my styles cradle up your bald ass |
| Straight up I’ll carry ya, and drop her off as human waste |
| Go kiss your broad, and tell me how my crooked stick taste |
| + (Kool Keith) |
| Urban legend raps, with city slickin facts |
| (Collars with feather stencil brims to the max) |
| Urban legend stories, we gloatin, glory glory |
| (Men with styluses kid, act like you never saw me) |
| Yo I’m very black, I move with skill on yo' wack ass |
| Kangols and bell bottoms, dressed like Grandmaster Flash |
| Watch the kid get hurt my penis on his girl’s anus |
| Ask me for autographs, the thongs are tight, gimme the math |
| Check out the splits, saw your moms naked in Black Tail |
| Hustler, Penthouse, they put your wife in Barely Legal |
| Openin legs with a pink shore and spreadin eagle |
| Whatchu want boy, on RapPages call me master |
| Stop actin pro, cause a lot of y’all, sound homo |
| Panties on patios, your aunt call me daddy yo |
| MC’s get mad, see me naked at they grandma’s house |
| She’s 59, pumps off, Nicole is lookin fine |
| Got Tina Turner cookin pancakes up on the burner |
| What’s up son, gettin jealous, feelin your mom’s buns |
| Go play your PlayStation, go study aviation |
| I need some privacy, drawers off, new sensation |
| Three eight depth with porno movies tryin to show me booty |
| I call Motion while your sister rubs in Jergens lotion |
| Most rappers out with cold hands, eat my nuts warm |
| Urban legend raps |