ride, and as I stride down the ave. I said, "Oh my, what big thighs you have" To a slice of cheese and cut-off shorts She said, "Ain't you Special Ed?,"
[Chorus x2: KRS-One] "Lyrics somebody want lyrics (yea yea) somebody want lyrics" [Verse One:] Here I go the lyrical specialist with the perscription
(Rough till the endin) [Big Daddy Kane] (Till the endin) [VERSE 1] Check it, I wreck every record Cause it's a fact that me and Ak, we don't lack We
Straight up You'll get ate up Wait up Hold up (Here I go) (Here I go) [Lords Of The Underground] (Here I go again) [VERSE 1] Greetings, welcome to
, so If you know like I know, you better not try no Dummy move, yo money, move from the mic Exit stage right, nighty night Time for bed with a rhyme from Ed
To my vocal range I get strange when I change Into the syllable killer So beware Cause I'll be there Lurkin, workin Till your head hurtin [CHORUS] (Hey yo Ed
[Verse 1:] I'm gettin' restless What guessless I'm rushin' the percusion End of discusion Now as you were Your rhymes soft like fur Oh' you wright for
(Here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus) (Here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus) (Here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus) (Here come the
freaky deaky It's freaky deaky. [x2] [Verse 2:] I'm here Not fronichole, but lyrically present I'm in the flesh, yo, ain't it fresh I got that Special Ed
