Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Two Brothers With Checks (San Francisco Harvey) , by - Ultramagnetic MC's. Release date: 17.05.1993
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Two Brothers With Checks (San Francisco Harvey) , by - Ultramagnetic MC's. Two Brothers With Checks (San Francisco Harvey) |
| Yeah this is a story about two brothers with big big checks |
| And pretty white Cadillacs; |
| and they was fly from the South |
| So check it out. |
| My wicky wicky style is unbearable for this world and the planet boy |
| I swing at the store, buy a lunch, play LaCroix |
| Supercat chasin rats, with chemicals at the bottom |
| I’m givin gold with enzymes, connections I got em |
| One thing, two things, like Father Mulcahy |
| Recto and Smekto, go get my boy Luce (LET'S GO!) |
| Let’s see Babe Grim and his exoskeleton |
| He’s pitchin a fastball, you swing and you miss |
| But seven times away clown, you’re smellin the piss |
| Drippin offa your forehead, rollin down to New Mexico |
| You’re caught in a bid troop, you thought you was flexible |
| X-able, Montreal Expos |
| Hypodermic you turn it, you pick it up and you learn it |
| Now you’re chillin with zinc as it kicks with the sodium |
| Pele came down just to sign some autographs |
| He laughed and he left, went to El Segundo |
| For cheese and some bacon my Philadelphia steak-umm |
| I got a hole in my pants, I said, «Asalaam alaikum» |
| Got a new jacket was breakin out to the trainin camp |
| I danced and danced and danced and danced |
| And danced and danced and danced. |
| then I sat on the toilet! |
| Wrote a rhyme and then ordered, now I’m spinnin and winnin |
| Got the girlies up on it, 'cause I’m kickin and stickin |
| Finger-poppin and lickin, can you do me a favor |
| Can you go get the chicken—as you see we’re a legion |
| When we roll we’re just easin', up to Egypt and Pakistan |
| There’s never no treason, 'cause we’re—"treated with respect" |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Drivin' from Cooperstown, swingin' like Don Hahn |
| Rhythm X in the batter’s box |
| Thurman like Munson, left while I swing right |
| And change courses and dialogue |
| Regional Atlanta, Alabama Savannah |
| I kick a rhyme like a ball to Indiana |
| Missouri, Kentucky, like Dent, call me Bucky |
| Rogers I’m nice, I float in space wild |
| Dr. Smith, I’m dope, yo watch Sparky Lyle |
| As I throwback a spitball, my slider and check back |
| The stadium’s packed rope, the people should get back |
| And walk to the plate, yo Jerry Grote, pause |
| Swing swing swipe! |
| I get MC’s on my third strike |
| My hot dog is done, I’m in the dugout, check it |
| I know I wreck shop, tip-top, heads bop, heads drop |
| And many rappers get senile |
| Back to the plate, see the catcher, pitcher |
| You in the audience man, you be the fan |
| Like Supercat, Don Don Dada |
| I play the field in New York, and hit Jamaica |
| Like Giants I roll like San Francisco, Harvey |
| No time for rats with cats in Bristol playin |
| I’m makin moves. |
| yo man. |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeaaahhhhhhhh |
| «Alright, you win—I'll take you to Fair Lanes |
| Just—turn off the heat! |
| Aoww-ohhh-oh!» |
| Ha ha ha ha hah! |
| Yo, now I’m stylin profilin troop like I’m rip-rarin Cadillac |
| We got big checks in our banks on the street, yeah |
| Pickin up, swingin that bat like Joe Morgan |
| Catchin that beat like Ray Fosse, Oakland |
| Cashin them checks up at the Chemical |
| We might cash em in Oakland, San Francisco whatever |
| Pick up honies in Cleveland, with the game so damn clever |
| As I roll like I’m Charlie Hough, kickin that ball down |
| The crowd is wild, need the gas for a mile |
| So let’s roll out and catch em, fire points by the parrish |
| Make a record like this, as we drive through the city |
| City, city, city, cityyy! |
| 'Cause we’re— |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
| San Francisco, Harvey |
| Two brothers with check, yo, that Caddy is fly |
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