Dr Octagon 3000 Lyrics

3000 Lyrics

Three thousand!!!
Three thousand!!
I crank up lyrical flows spit spats
what's that
The pattern records don't touch the DATs yo
Check out the pro
skills medic fulfills
Contact react to style I'm back you lack
Channels
and handles Automator's on the panels
Turnin knobs you slobs suckers like
Baskin Robs
Carvel don't tell your whole crew is ice cream fudge
Rappers
that budge makin moves step in grooves
And ride the pace like at
thirty-three dark shades
Now you seein me
Rap moves on to the year three
thousand
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Let me
shuffle red red red see the black heart it ain't hard
Pick and choose you
lose oops you lost
Check out the boss on Broadway down to
walkways
Suckers with mics that end up with tooth decay
I, the Doctor,
stop ya, in your world rock ya
Heads bop, forever tunes and they won't stop
like hip-hop
keeps growing, sick of sick of showing
Scratches in matress
business money reattaches worldwide
deep inside stops the diamond
rocks
In a million world, billion world, quitrillion world
Rap moves on
to the year three thousand
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Three
thousand!
Three thousand!
As space I've shown participator acts walk up
clog up and mess up
water down the sound, that comes from the ghetto
In
the middle the core you tour explore experience
what is real you feel,
changing ways
Commercial rap's in the grave, stuff on disc that's very
wack
that you saved, you think it's good won't go platinum
or even turn
wood, sell the cassette
Your homey's tape deck gets wet
You my pet, my
poodle chicken noodle's on the rise
Open your eyes and see my life
Rap
moves on to the year three thousand!
Three thousand!!
Three
thousand!!
Three thousand!!
Three thousand!!!