The Herbaliser

The Herbaliser - New + Improved lyrics

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(feat. What? What?)



I'm jumpin all over this track like a trampoline

You can call me the master of seen and unseen

I'm like a glad-lock zip, makin MCs turn green

And ever since the age of 7 was a hip hop fiend

Sendin a shout to the bad seed, my man Dupree

representin Diamond district all the way from queens

Woulda finished up the album but I bought the play station 

Now we sit for hours playin 4 mcs an education 

I release stress with my ball point pen

Making it scroll from left to right and back again

Representin for the league 7 women 2 men

Cuz we got 9 players on the team a.m

Not players in the sense that we sick for style

It's like I bounce on funky tracks with the lyrical style

From the field to the studio the game stays on

From the present to infinity my vocals stay strong



Y'all might know me from I drop my style like this

It's bliss when the microphone's inside my fist

I kiss all the sex goodbye, it's hard to resist

Now I drink the liquid down it makes my system pissed

Of alcohol, fibreglass, and rhymes my body consists

I twist the ritz claim your style short like a brisk

It's What? sendin a shout-out to Critical Chris

Who'll pick all commercial rappers suckin on  lips

Sometimes vex when I flex my ill pen needs

Sometimes in the mic checks my voice is too weak

I never claimed to be the best MC that grabbed the mic

I just got a tendency to give the people what they like

I'm on the top, you're on the bottom, like the caste system

I speak in people gettin shocked like lightnin flash victims

I inject methadone and watch your body crack up

Never get too close when you be neck stacked up

Got my verbs nouns and adjectives in perfect form

Reigning over MCs like a linguistical storm

On this I kicks off beat style drum easily

Ella pours and flip back your sucker mcs an you're not ready

I'm havin smooth and headin rough and spittin burnin and skippin

Still then hoppin and kickin flippin front to back back to front Side to side 

This what the track is outlined don't think that y'all niggers can handle this

Turnin bilingual rip it in Spanglish

Uno, do dos, do tres, do quatro

What what stupid mcs like gespacho

Don't pick up the apparatus actin all macho

This style is meant to be eaten like nachos

I drop so I end this but i will return

Resource and Herbalise and let the sex be burned
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Language: English

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