Lynguistics

"So fuck the commercial tracks you be doin,

A brother got to eat. Why don't you rap for food then."

The music makes me high

Even though I stay away from cannabis, like Wyclef

Similar to Christ,

we got divine reps so tell me

If you know your gonna die why step?

Show no mercy

For rules and crews

You hit with more bricks than new ?

Riddles confusing fools, like Confucian rules

Cos most cats are more squared than Rubik's Cubes

We spit raps that are totally murderous

The rhymes are like an anaconda serpent clutch

So check out how these herbs get touched

Unless your broads giving us brains

Nigga you ain't servin us

Deacon and Kno, cunning lynguists with stunning English

Our true lies bring more pumps than Harry Rehnquist

Every week with the best speech

Roll with cats who smoke more trees than the flash and burn techniques

Sex, beats, between bed sheets

Red fleets, Pulp Fiction style

leaving your car with red seats

We make like fly swatters and smash pests

Put peeps under more pressure than a Kelly Price bed set

Keep your bodies looking like samples for the Rorscach Test

Ink blots, so fuck around and get your team rocked

Jugga's in the back with the beam cocked

Gots to have everything between L.A. and Queens locked

Uh huh, word, uh huh word, yo yo, check it out

Cunninlynguists, know what I'm saying?

You know how we do

I mean, you probably don't know how we do

But you're about to find out.

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