No 2 Off Ecko Rappers 2 Cd Lyrics

No 2 Off Ecko Rappers 2 Cd lyrics

Whatchu .want is .. 

 5 teams steams and gs upon other things watch what these brothers bring might
make your mother sing jumpin for joy missin the floor mak'in your ears sore 

 1 + 4 is life we live long thats 5 in numerical order they keep cumin up short
a shorta breath only the strong survive 

  and then the weetake dogs Im usin the eprineck capacity makin ya skinn break
out hives inside me hittin walls exhilarated plus insistent paws I twist lives
and fate is sliding when they think providein portions for all demanded the
most impossible planned it 

  an utilized it we can tell by how open ya eyes get fat jawed shaft oh Madonna
might superfly shit Im in cos I dont give a what you say with this dj Ill let
the beat play you know were gonna wuwuwrawa 

  cos bass is on a beat rox doin it doin it doin it doin it (1 2 4) 

 lesley go with jess and then e-s two one less I must confess I used to have
the hardest time dealing with stress and then I learned to speak what my sayin
sais and make em stress (Im nasty with it) like a ses impress an excess in
express 

  tryin used to question me, but gave it a rest with triangles on their ass,
brothers came to veagass 

 HOW WE DOO THIS 

 why your jams is grooveless we the sweetest makes-a-shocker kinda rufess, 

 truthness mcs want us to cease their countlers 

 were freekin accountants 

 queens, princesses and the dutches 

 i'm looking for the stage these kids looking for cruthches soon as my hands
touch the mike theyll be like 

 Wo Fuck this 

 No butts this piss-their-j-rolls up in Coloumbian 

 Whats this? 

 Mcs to have a massive abloodshed sloopy and sloppery weapons in a popperleague
cautious 

 watchin you play yourself makes me nautious 

 so as soon as I give mcs a sin of to create and be creative but as soon as
they blow up they get deflated with a quickness, its not a job its a sickness
the way we deal with this microphone business put the jam on yo man just like
who is this? 

 Its the Dee 

 put your hands in the air please be doin this 

  nobody can ruin this, picture tainer perfection, knowin trajection officer
and his rackin colour code-a ledgened is loaded with tones of urve how like
must on a bird dis-parta than tryin to bowatch-me 

  runner obsessions 

  answer to all questions 

 MASSIVE 

  shuttin down ya system like depression 

 TRASSHIN 

  cutting up sounds in your direction my passhin master o, hip, hop profession
stepping on mcs toes leavin em foes given em wowes on my selection call it a
blessing 

  BLAZIN 

 two for the smoking section 

  five-a-broken possetion cures for your affection 

 five deez love connection. Gonna make ya feel alriiiite 

 just clap ya hands to the beat braaa and mou u u ve ya body all nite its like
that baby a say a-dont stop yall ai say waa say wa doin just do it its like ra
wa ha ra ha ra ha and just clap ya hands to the beat braa its like. 

 (Mindless mumble)