Masters Of Illusion Lyrics - Urban Legends lyrics

Urban Legends lyrics (Lyrics)

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Album:Masters Of Illusion Lyrics
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[33 second instrumental at the beginning of the song]

[scratched: Heres a little story that must be told]

[Motion Man]
No happy campers, rappers sit in dirty-ass Pampers
Its an assassination, public lies, now cover your eyes
My style gory Michael Edward urban Scissorhand cut
My Orenthal scamper, Hertz hurdles, slicin his apple
Im on some tight lyrics like Bill Clinton get high and snicker
I run the United States, front nut
guaranteed to get some focus from my folks in the cut an
they feel a partner
Runnin from home plate, goin upstairs like Im Galarraga
Im not that sucker duck batterer that you can bean with pitches
Spit in your mask like Romanowski did yo face in public
Smack kids with fish wrap, Im two rotations on the pitchback
Exploit the frontline, yo secondary, throw salutes at
Too many rappers havin slumber parties smokin weed
Im throwin stones and rappers pillow fight with all they might
Pimp slap your who le Earth, her fat Aunt Jemimah ass works
Rappers get touched, molested, used up, and left neglected
And sell they Duke shoes for a tie in Cuban, Colombian
Paraphenalia, my styles cradle up your bald ass
Straight up Ill carry ya, and drop her off as human waste
Go kiss your broad, and tell me how my crooked stick taste

[Chorus x2: Motion Man (Kool Keith)]
Urban legend raps, with city slickin facts
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(Collars with feather stencil brims to the max)
Urban legend stories, we gloatin, glory glory
(Men with styluses kid, act like you never saw me)

[Kool Keith]
Yo Im very black, I move with skill on yo wack ass
Kangols and bell bottoms, dressed like Grandmaster Flash
Watch the kid get hurt my penis on his girls anus
Ask me for autographs, the thongs are tight, gimme the math
Check out the splits, saw your moms naked in Black Tail
Hustler, Penthouse, they put your wife in Barely Legal
Ope nin legs with a pink shore and spreadin eagle
Whatchu want boy, on RapPages call me master
Stop actin pro, cause a lot of yall, sound homo
Panties on patios, your aunt call me daddy yo
MCs get mad, see me naked at they grandmas house
Shes 59, pumps off, Nicole is lookin fine
Got Tina Turner cookin pancakes up on the burner
Whats up son, gettin jealous, feelin your moms buns
Go play your PlayStation, go study aviation
I need some privacy, drawers off, new sensation
Three eight depth with porno movies tryin to show me booty
I call Motion while your sister rubs in Jergens lotion
69 got the rubber on, eatin popcorn
Most rappers out with cold hands, eat my nuts warm

[Chorus]

[M] Urban legend raps

[scratched: Two cool brothers that were put on hold]