Creature - African Drums lyrics

Smile and middle finger in the baby pics Im the one spit like Krs in 86 You ever see a praying atheist Blow up, a precinct all you saw was bacon bits A n***a with a attitude, old dirty radical Dont follow the herd, or move how the cattle do Dont got a trap jumping like trampolines Got raps, that attract a batch of fiends What happened? to the red, black, and green Some got snatch, others claps by magazines Here to get paid, like rich twins Knock off your toupee, you miss hair you sick friend The homies, will r.ip when the 40 cals barking Slicker than the hair on al sharpton Illest ever, vocals hospitalize Feel this, terror thru hostile eyes And we all get down to the african drums We all get down to the african drums We all get down to the african drums We all get down we all get down Hey yo , hey yo, hey yo, HO Hey yo, hey yo, ho HEY YO You let ya chain hang like slaves in the south In exchange slang cane in a drought Keep the ye in the couch pull k on ya spouse Pull out brains sauerkraut Too fifthly to take the shower route Not guilty a reasonable doubt That's cla**ic ill- clap matics Still, brothers disappear - black magic Chill, mothers in tears- that's tragic The gutter is severe,- black caskets Listen to sly stone tripping on acid I die grind the bones sniff the ashes Fly the body home spirit back flip No shot tie chrome ain't hearing a ratchet Lobby Holmes with a spear and hatchet Violent prone y'all fearing the blackness And we all get down to the african drums We all get down to the african drums We all get down to the african drums We all get down we all get down Hey yo , hey yo, hey yo, HO Hey yo, hey yo, ho HEY YO