Top Notch
Kurious the **********in magician with the wand, is (tell 'em) the man, if
I uhh, blow like (BLAOW)
Jizz in your grill, constipated for real
With the **** to fulfill, combined with mad skill
Brew in the freezer, no time for cock-teasers
Asthmatic wheezer gives more props to a skeezer
Why? Simply cause she know what she want
She won't say, "I'm so horny," and then front
When my brain is racin triple time with thoughts of ****in you, on my mind
You say it's fine,
I find it rather odd
Leave me with my **** mad hard, mentally scarred
Poppin that **** when
I said from the gitty-up
I wanted to slay that ass, lick your titties up
Fakin moves ***** you need to stop
Tell you straight up, cause my notch is top
Chorus: repeat 4
X "Now I hold my crotch.."
Why the **** you hold crotch? ".. cause I'm top notch" ->
De La Soul [Kadi]
Mister, Huh
Huh is it all about blunts?
Simulatin ideas, just confusin the drunks
Check this out
I don't get down like that cause me and the magician come with tricks in out hats and pats on the backs is somethin
I don't need when
I realized that it's triggered by the greed in your heart, you can't play me, like a dart
All you wanna see is the progression on the charts
Remarks on your memos, change the numbers on your checks but does it really matter when you girl gives me straight neck? (Straight up baby)
Aww ****,
I guess you're outta luck
Now you understand?
You're walkin like a duck
The, truth hurts uhh, your girl flirts and
I walk by you, with frustrating smirks
Jerks get played by the tricks of my mind
A call costs a quarter so
I'd never drop a dime
Chorus [Psycho Les]
Ba-ba-BAM!
Smack you in the face with mud
Now look at your grill, ****in **** got blood on my shirt, back the ********** up jerk
It's the wicked,
Psycho Les puttin in work
Nijjas got me flippin right to the other set
I smoke punk ****** like my name was
Boba Fett
I drop bombs, that land on your moms
I smoke the 808 blizznuts, **** the tom-toms
Beatnuts, number one sin-ner
****in around with the (???)
***** drink one to the head -
BOOM SO WH
EN I POP M
Y ****, HI
T THE BED!
Suck, on your tits and eat the cake
Stick my **** and filled the *****es like shake
Oooh oooh, nut and check my watch
I gotta be ghost, cause
I'm ****in top notch
Chorus {*needle drags across record*}
Yo what the **** you doin?
Why you YO
WHAT'D YOU
STOP THE T
RACK FOR??
Don't be scared, it's only me, playin..
AHHHHHHHHH!
WHO IS IT?? [Lucien]
Hey yo here comes the
French flavor
Mad Lucien black, don't sleep on my behavior
I pack a glock then a black bust a cap on a cop if you try to step you get popped
Pops you don't know me,
I'm raw like sushi
Straight from
France so don't play me like a ***** (C'mon, a French gangster)
Aiyyo, how did you figure?
And when I drop **** you say, "Damn that's a French *****!"
Yo, ***** from
The Woods kept swangin with the
C.M., and yo check out what we brangin [Lucien starts rapping in French]
Je continue, je flambe, vous connaissez ma ligne (Don-key style) - (??)
Eh yo, ta meuf me fait signe
Direction les toilettes
Plus rien ne m'arr阾e
Et je p阾e fait la f阾e
Et coups d't阾es dans ta t阾e
Comme un requin vicieux depuis 82, sacre bleu
Bi鑢e dans l'estomac et de l'herbe dans les yeux (Ahhahahahahaha !!!)
Que ce passe-t-il je titube, c'est bizarrrre.. {*needle drags across record to end song*}