Double AB - Chorus Collection lyrics

[MC Caness] I stay a mile high like Denver So I say, I better spit a chorus with a style I'll remember So when you're spittin' it starts gettin' wild in the center Rippin' it gifted like a Christian child in December And gettin' it lifted like when I'm eatin' out blunt lips You gettin' it twisted by speakin' 'bout dumb sh** Your young ship, I run sh** from drum kicks to tongue flips With Parallel Thought, it's much deeper than a c*nt gets [Wordsworth] Choruses connect in my verses, raise the curtain The crowd in unison has us connecting in person Views so you know the titles of my songs vibe and sing along What they ask for when you buy it in the stores Without a hook you would OD from my bar supply You need a break before your brain and your heart subsides Give you a chance to turn it off or listen to the rest of it Show you that I'm beyond and for y'all it's best to quit [Karniege] This is a great song stupid Eight bar brutal when I cook you a hook that'll shake y'all noodle Like hockey writers, smackin' a poodle Put your hands up, that'll make 'em get cookoo Straight jacket racket, kids unusual Karniege swing buildings, "Yo where Brookey go?" To another time zone, C-3PO Funky like B.O., BB just ease yo [Double AB] These A&R's appall us, like "Nice verse but we want a chorus Then you'll be larger than a dinosaur is." So f** a Brontosaurus, cause the sh** I drop off the top enormous Yo my sh** is hot, get your fire insurance They ask Double AB for catchy hooks But all I rap about is Gangsta b**hes, that's the joint Apache took So when they ask for hooks, this is what AB will do Hook you up to feeding tubes, that's what you'll be eating through [Interlude] I'll tell you what kid. You'll never f**in' be good enough. You'll never be good enough to sing in this f**in' town, I'll tell you that. You'll never make Chorus Line. You ain't no Wonder Woman [Tame One] Trife I live it and give it all With chickens for lickin' my balls and shaft, if not they haulin' a** On blast cause even with no check I gets low neck from chicks in projects with no sweat Cause the heat's off, no threat Here, here's my cell, you can yell at who you go get, tell 'em "get at me" Let's be diplomatic, I'm [?] Like Jim Jones, I've been grown Since the only thing for me to fall back on is my a** I'mma sing songs for cash on flask long as it last Dead a** [R.A. The Rugged Man] Yo Haters don't like us, we write this for 25 to lifers In Rikkers and Harley Davidson riders and bikers We Warriors, can you dig it like Cyrus? It's like a jungle sometimes Lions and tigers want to ignite us and light us on fires No cost, no platinum cards Relaxing, back ma**age, ghetto a** rap stars In the club flossin', I'm broke actin' large Smooth secret garden, I'm the pale El DeBarge Sho' yo' right [C-Rayz Walz] What you need to catch fish with The Candyman's weapon of choice Peter Pan's arch nemesis is this sh** Just don't let me connect one to your cheek Cause if I do You will tongue kiss your teeth for a week Kareem Abu Jab y'all I stay hittin' Low dunks But if the beats bangin', they'll listen That's why my style is the science of jooks I am Demetrius Mitchell (Why?) I am the hook [Thirstin' Howl III) The hook With the line to follow The real, the beaches define the model Money, hoes, clothes still do them all On the magazine cover of "Dude Was Poor" Polo king Oh yeah mayne I'm the Goya bean Still takin' all ya bling [C-Rayz Walz] That's why my style is the science of jooks I am Demetrius Mitchell I am the hook [Klu Sheisty] I am the hook, but that's just the half of me I'm a walkin' weed spot you should ask for me Got The Hook-Up like Master P, pa**in' trees Guaranteed you'll be hooked from a blast of these I'm a real dirty hook, stop actin' sweet I hang dead cows up, don't ask for beef I'm a real grimy hook to a nasty beat I'm a real hot cook cause the rap's is heat [C-Rayz] Just don't let me direct one to your cheek Cause if I connect You'll tongue kiss your teeth for a week [Sean Price] Yo Hook rap Pirates, pot poets cook crack You look wack Hurricane game, sneakers on, f** is wrong with ya? Sean is a k**er Sean a gorilla Ape in a tree 'Bout to scrape your date off some E Back flippin', gats spittin' Sell crack rappin' dude Back smack a few rappers who rap with an attitude Sixteen bars, bring in the hook Sixteen scars, y'all n***as is shook Who called police? [Swave Sevah] Ayo, f** how many bars it take I'mma keep spittin' rapid fire darts till the target break I'm gon' be direct and get my point across in 8 Spit 16 out of this world if you lost in space 24 make you walk off with your chin in your chest 32 end your career, put your spirit to rest This n***as a threat, just give me a track let it cook I stop when I'm ready, I don't give a f** about a hook [Poison Pen] Watch out for the hook, jeah Eight bars, four bars, two bars Most of y'all flakes is fubar n***as with no bars abuse 'em Most of the rappers in Texas don't use 'em Stupid Right hook homie, bust up your sh** The wrong hook homie will bust up your wrist Clutch up your fist Don't fight with me Get hit with so many hooks y'all should pay me ghost writing fees [C-Rayz Walz] What you need to catch fish with The Candyman's weapon of choice Peter Pan's arch nemesis is this sh** Just don't let me connect one to your cheek Cause if I do You'll tongue kiss your teeth for a week Kareem Abu Jab y'all I stay hittin' Low dunks But if the beats bangin', they'll listen That's why my style is the science of jooks I am Demetrius Mitchell (Why) I am the hook [Thirstin Howl III] Hook Like prostitution p**y free everywhere is the top solution New York slang, choose your gang Still in all do ya thang White b**hes show me love before Jeezy knew what snow was Hook Longer than methadone clinic lines Did it fine, didn't mind with pigeon primes [C-Rayz Walz] My style is the science of jooks I am Demetrius Mitchell I am the hook [Immortal Technique] f** a chorus Straight cancer like Phillip Morris Burning like magnesium phosphorus Top of the food chain, tyrannosaurus It's saber tooth, bloody truth Ripped from under my tongue in the booth Psychotic youth f**ed in the mind Monkey wrenching their own plans, stuck in they grind A sign of the times A forthright flooded with neo-nazis And haunted by the souls of murdered Iraqis No chorus can stop me Motherf** 'em [Outro: Immortal Technique] Hahaha. f** a chorus n***a. Stronghold. Immortal Technique. C-Rayz Walz. Uh. Like that. Hahahaha