DJ 3D - Tru Dat lyrics

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DJ 3D - Tru Dat lyrics

[Intro] This is what we talkin' 'bout This is what they need, baby This is what they need right there It's the Puppets, kid [Verse 1: Skribe] My brain elevates your mind syncs like we just been city I slay you like Donna in Brims City, across wind city This race I do memory laps around your crane Create traps to lapidate your fate Perhaps if I collect your raps, rip the mic with elegance Emcees will be found in trunks like elephants Skribe had to get raw to prove emcee is a clever chore I rhyme, my mind blinds like Levolor [Verse 2: Sckala] I lie low like Tarantula My face I hide Like a landslide, I'm rockin' ya Sckala, gangs have claps binucular Feel the anoint to rappers disappointin' Through that, true that you that nick I wrote up Sckala, Head Exploder Rappers ain't funky but keepin' body odour Like a Avalanche I'm over head and shoulder [Hook] Cause I do dat, who dat, do dat Yo it's the Puppets, kid, sayin' "Tru Dat" Cause I do dat, who dat, do dat Yo it's the Sckala, kid, sayin' "Tru Dat" Cause I do dat, who dat, do dat Yo it's the Skribe, kid, sayin' "Tru Dat" Cause I do dat, who dat, do that So raise your hand to the air sayin' "Tru Dat" [Verse 3: Skribe] From the sky I drop exotic potions like Green Goblin My weapon might slash your Achilles tendon, keep ya hobblin' You're phony, I bet you couldn't sh** if I stuck a feather in it Called it macaroni Hold down your fork when I get bowl, kids roll I spit more flames than a Batmobile's a**hole I flip like Mexican jumping beans on trampolines They can't figure me, I put more disguise on than Halloween Emcees, y'all you think I got wings? Other things fly trap with flows Remove my socks and get shot by my mistletoes You know how it goes, true that La-al-laugh at all those whack emcees Ha-Ha Ha-Ha Rhymes tap ya head up to goose, loose with talk Get dropped with the dual parts Flock with the chicken hawk Skribe gon' burn away rhyme with the dagger, cloaked attire "Hit-n-roll" tuck to the tire [Hook] [Verse 4: Sckala] This is no oasis I'm the jimmy when your brother laugh I'm wettin' kids Like Frosty The Snowman in summer camp, I'm phat Whack emcees is fed bullets full of lead Look at how I do 'em, Superman can't see through 'em True that, I do that for the love of Hues??? I love Hip-Hop I got hops like kangaroos in high-top horseshoes It's on, kid Who's ya flow biv By this drop of magic, these Puppets are demented I make emcees lighten they a** like pepperminted laxatives You cannot match these kids My face I'm not showin' The Puppets of Chaos are rhyme-mythical flow men It's on, your life switches like Indy I'm in the lap of Five Hundreds b**hes, true that I'm phat, you're thinner I'm Swayze, I'm outta here like Yul Brynner [Hook] Cause I do dat, who dat, do dat Yo it's the Puppets, kid, sayin' "Tru Dat" Cause I do dat, who dat, do dat Yo it's the Skribe and the Sckala, tru dat Cause I do dat, who dat, do dat Yo this is Pro Amp, sayin' "Tru Dat" Cause I do dat, the Puppets do dat So raise your hand in the air sayin' "Tru Dat" [Bridge](2x) Give it up for the Puppets, baby~ You tell me there is no maybe~ And if you who know the Puppets is phat~ You better say "Tru Dat"~ Ooh, true that~ [Outro] East Coast, West Coast Get the people to do this together Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan, Staten Island The crew and the fam, Old Times of course Everybody gon' see us, you know I'm sayin'? Pro Amp This is how it goes