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Lirik Lagu Ultra – Get Off The Dick


By: Admin | Artist: U ultra | Published: 2024-13-07T04:12:55:00+07:00
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[kool keith]
this for all you motherf-ckers bitin my sp-ce sh-t
get off my d-ck, i was born on jupiter

[k] yeah! throwin the monkey-f-ckin-wrench in the business
[k] yeah; all that trendy sh-t out there
[t] that old fake sh-t
[k] so regular
[t] that common sh-t
[k] sh-t that stink
[t] word up
[k] do this!
[t] like you knew this, haha
[t] this is how we do
[k] yeah
[t] every, every day all day, haha

[keith] all you rappers are wack on my b-lls, picture kodak
n-gg-z be talkin like they hard, they f-ckin -sscrack
[tim] these wack mc’s tryin to sound like kool keith
i shoulda take a bat and knocked out they front teeth, pow!
[keith] from new york to cali mc’s keep poppin sh-t
with messed up grammar, your weak style ain’t stoppin sh-t
[tim] rappers nowadays clog my d-ck like it’s fog
ever since i came out, everybody want to be a dog
[keith] you on my list, your project building just drowned in p-ss
when i hit your city, your area, blow your r-ct-m
[tim] i got that hardcore, rap score, elevated folklore
nonsense i ignore, tim dog is culture

[kool keith]
take out your whole backpiece, blow your f-ckin spectrum
wipe off your shirt, your style is baby doo-doo squirt
i don’t care, beware, smell smoke watch your back
i’m up close like acne pimples in your -ss crack
atomic workout, strategy for f-ckin jerks
your alb-m’s b-tthole, overused with inserts
still light up sh-t point blank like f-ckin fireworks
n-gg-z get busted cause half fights(?) for greyhound
penalties are deadly for quality, how your sh-t sound?
i’m not followin motherf-ckers.

[chorus: tim dog + kool keith]
n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t, n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t
how many n-gg-z is on our d-ck? (get off the d-ck!)
n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t, n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t
n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t . (get off the d-ck!)
n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t, n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t
how many n-gg-z is on our d-ck? (get off the d-ck!)
n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t, n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t

[chorus last line #1]
(get off the d-ck!) n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t (for life)

[tim dog]
god d-mn it’s a brand new year
comin back with the full packed mac, bustin off with the raw raps
rippin rappers out the frame, cause it’s like that
you want your mic back; b-tch you’re gonna have to fight back
raise up, raise up, if you’re nice and
n-gg-z f-ckin with d-o-g, is like mcneely f-ckin with mike tyson
i’m slicin, dicin mc’s, they call me ginsu
n-gg-z get me amped, watch me get mental
perplexed i project my lyrical context
bust nuts in rappers -n-s cause it’s better than s-x
hey yo i’m mad, and “i’m bad”, like mr. cool j
i’m back with my man kool keith, hip-hop hoo-hooray
get down, for my crown, cause i’m a scholar
n-gg-z sh-t is so wack i wouldn’t pay a f-ckin dollar, holla
(hooooooo!) f-ck it

[chorus]

[chorus last line #2]
n-gg-z on some ultra sh-t (get off the d-ck!)

[kool keith]
clench up tight, them champagne rhymes won’t work tonight
just raw beat, you’re b-ttnaked standin on the street
-ss out cold, my target blows out your r-ct-m hole
n-gg-z get flushed like wet pampers down the commode
german warfare, crazy style just like hitler
no soft samples, corny loops, f-ck fiddler!
n-gg-z get carried away with basic sh-t, every day
useless mics, and vinyl time a bunch of wack skits
ex-lax reveal your steelo’s got the sh-ts
pack a bag, zip up your drama, f-ckin catch the bus
n-gg-z already been through sad stories; f-ck y’all gus

yeah i don’t give a f-ck about the sunny stet(?) drums
who’s usin the alfonso moons, whatever i don’t give a f-ck
cal(?)dejade i don’t give a f-ck, any snare, whatever
distinctive loop, f-ck it all
motherf-ckers can go search downtown
and find all these records if you want; i don’t give a f-ck!


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