KutMasta Kurt - Urban Legends lyrics

[33 second instrumental at the beginning of the song] {*scratched: "Here's a little story that must be told"*} [Motion Man] No happy campers, rappers sit in dirty-a** Pampers It's an a**a**ination, public lies, now cover your eyes My style gory Michael Edward urban Scissorhand cut My Orenthal scamper, Hertz hurdles, slicin his apple I'm on some tight lyrics like Bill Clinton get high and snicker I run the United States, front nut Guaranteed to get some focus from my folks in the cut an' They feel a partner Runnin from home plate, goin upstairs like I'm Galarraga I'm not that s**er duck batterer that you can bean with pitches Spit in your mask like Romanowski did yo' face in public Smack kids with fish wrap, I'm two rotations on the pitchback Exploit the frontline, yo secondary, throw salutes at Too many rappers havin slumber parties smokin weed I'm throwin stones and rappers pillow fight with all they might Pimp slap your whole Earth, her fat Aunt Jemimah a** works Rappers get touched, molested, used up, and left neglected And sell they Duke shoes for a tie in Cuban, Colombian Paraphenalia, my styles cradle up your bald a** Straight up I'll carry ya, and drop her off as human waste Go kiss your broad, and tell me how my crooked stick taste [Chorus 2X: Motion Man] + (Kool Keith) Urban legend raps, with city slickin facts (Collars with feather stencil brims to the max) Urban legend stories, we gloatin, glory glory (Men with styluses kid, act like you never saw me) [Kool Keith] Yo I'm very black, I move with sk** on yo' wack a** Kangols and bell bottoms, dressed like Grandmaster Flash Watch the kid get hurt my penis on his girl's an*s Ask me for autographs, the thongs are tight, gimme the math Check out the splits, saw your moms naked in Black Tail Hustler, Penthouse, they put your wife in Barely Legal Openin legs with a pink shore and spreadin eagle Whatchu want boy, on RapPages call me master Stop actin pro, cause a lot of y'all, sound h*mo Panties on patios, your aunt call me daddy yo MC's get mad, see me naked at they grandma's house She's 59, pumps off, Nicole is lookin fine Got Tina Turner cookin pancakes up on the burner What's up son, gettin jealous, feelin your mom's buns Go play your PlayStation, go study aviation I need some privacy, drawers off, new sensation Three eight depth with p**no movies tryin to show me booty I call Motion while your sister rubs in Jergens lotion *69 got the rubber on, eatin popcorn Most rappers out with cold hands, eat my nuts warm [Chorus] [M] Urban legend raps {*scratched: "Two cool brothers that were put on hold"*}