- Two Brothers With Checks (San Francisco, Harvey) 歌詞 Ultramagnetic MCs
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- Ultramagnetic MCs Two Brothers With Checks (San Francisco, Harvey) 歌詞
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- 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.. [Ced Gee]
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 ? blow
Casey 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 'em
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
Egyptand
Pakistan There's never no treason, cause we're -- 'treated with respect'
Chorus: Ultramagnetic
MC's Two brothers with checks, yo that
Caddy is fly
San Francisco,
Harvey {repeat chorus 3
X} [Kool Keith]
Drivin from
Cooperstown, swingin like
Don Han 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 ****, 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 Grody, 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.. {repeat chorus 4
X} [Ced Gee]
Yea yea yea yea yea yea yeahhhhh.. 'Alright, you win, I'll take you to Fair Lanes Just turn off the heat! Aowwwwwwwwawowwwwww!!' [Kool Keith]
Ha ha ha ha hah! [Ced Gee]
Yo, now I'm stylin profilin troop like
I'm rip-rarin
Cadillac We got big checks in our banks on the street, yeah [Kool Keith]
Pickin up, swingin that bat like
Joe Morgan
Catchin that beat like
Ray Fossey,
Oakland Cashin them checks up at the
Chemical [Ced Gee]
We might cash em in
Oakland, San
Francisco whatever
Pick up honies in
Cleveland, with the game so damn clever [Kool Keith]
As I roll like
I'm Charlie
Hough, kickin that ball down
The crowd is wild, need the gas for a mile [Ced Gee]
So let's roll out and catch em, fire points by the parrish
Make a record like this, as we drive through the city [Kool Keith]
Ci-ty, ci- ty, ci-ty, ci-teeeeeee.. [Ced Gee]
Cause we're {repeat chorus 7
X}
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