letra de the summons - maspyke
the numba one question of the year:
[verse 1: h-bomb boogie]
yo when the maspyke sh-t coming out?
what’s the wait about? aye yo i heard they on a paper route
you heard through the radio or word of mouth?
now we on a murder route, suckas gotta vacay further south
this is a bukarance thing, you can dance or just swing
my dj roddy rod’s disgusting
the record’s screaming ’cause his cuts sting
ya ears bleed internally from listening to such things
but you’re an addict, addicted to the raw sound
you get blitzed like fourth down
f-cking wit’ my uniform, i’m like a human storm
i be the h-bomb boogie and you’ve been warned
[hook]
“awww”
that’s what the brothеrs say
when they get hit wit’ a brick of that maspykе sh-t
now, you can’t front yo
now you in the front row screaming yo, “that’s that sh-t”
“owww”
that’s what the ladies say
when the rhythm hit ’em in the body and they can’t sit still
now, they on the dance floor
welcome to the bukarance y’all
everybody gets ill
[verse 2: tableek]
today’s style like bellevue, crazy
making sure these words pay me
since you following my every last letter
know that the trio when the buk’ stay fresher
never sweating competi-tors
(unintelligible) brotha break doors
mingle in the crowd when i’m in ya city on tour
(unintelligible) to the a t ela, gorgeous flows
i make these raps (unintelligible)
just copycat k!llas
not clapping nothin’ but they hands
when they clacking my band up on the mic stands
they played out, d-o-a like elvis
but lacking any movement in the pelvis
i’m telling this to fake rap n-ggas
i mush (unintelligible)
slap the taste out ya mouth, you see blue lights
and this ain’t even kmart
people say, “why he start so much trouble?”
’cause i’m kicking suckas out the bubble
and so i leave you with a question to ponder
is only maspyke making hip-hop stronger?
it might be so
tableek the polydexterous, super negro
antihero
[hook]
“awww”
that’s what the brothers say
when they get hit wit’ a brick of that maspyke sh-t
now, you can’t front yo
now you in the front row screaming yo, “that’s that sh-t”
“owww”
that’s what the ladies say
when the rhythm hit ’em in the body and they can’t sit still
now, they on the dance floor
welcome to the bukarance y’all
everybody gets ill
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