Menace Rodman - Give It Up To The Sound lyrics

[Intro: Ol' Dirty ba*tard] Yo I learned one thing, when you go in different parts of town You gotta learn how to blend in... you know what I mean? You gotta learn how to blend in ummm Some girls don't know they alphabets...some girls do [Verse 1: Slank] Flyer than a cardinal, my rhyme schemes hazardous k** me, and I'll come back like Lazarus Preaching like in Nazareth, or else John the Bap-a-tist Make these n***a's girl disappear like a magic trick Bubble gum rap tracks, really unstrap my snapback Make me wanna pimp slap some pancake a** cracks f**ers make me wanna let my water gat clap Get your suit jack real moist and smoke some Afpak And all up on the regular, these rappers puffin' regular Even my gas premium, these MCs can't measure up What up cousin, you heard my name buzzin' Off the tongues of the dozen's, cause dope sh** they lovin' And oh sh**, Am I rubbin' you the wrong way? Drink, f**, Smoke, like the mother f**ing song say Sippin' on Bombay, feeling like an Indian Dot. Dot. to feather, Chief Slank's my synonym [Verse 2: Slank] Yo, If myself in my past life, was anything like last night I probably stayed higher than the rider of a uni-cyce The E.O.P. unit type, we gotta be dope b**h s**ing so fast my dick nut like Bolt And rhymes cut like throat, so best rock a neck-pad Slank spittin' hotter than the nail on this next dab Ask me how I concentrate, Probably all the concentrates Moon rock keep a n***a mind state on elevate I'm rocky mountain high let me celebrate Back in 08' the same story still rocking tapes Underground n***as know me, from here to Oklahomey Rappers heard Nikez got wise and tried to quote me Derange your brain matter, with hot lines thats fatter Oh, you church like stained gla**? I'll make the window panes shatter Better give it up to the sound, I gotta get high just so I can get down, n***a down [Verse 3: Slank] Yo, yo, profounder than Tut, I'll leave you plundered and f**ed Receive scars for these bars now you need a stitch up Move weight like a pick-up, zip flippa, only 20 so I rob pa**ports to buy liquor A dope n***a, type to smoke a Newport n***a Country till I die I'll probably never see New York n***a Producing this, And I ain't even take no juice or lift Skinny young buck stabbing mammals with a crucifix Oooh Weee, Jack Flash and flame hotta Make it plausible to be a, a Globetrotter Uh, pa** the water, rather be a broke squatter Than to sell out like a b**h on some bullsh** Slank a spitter every lyric like a full clip n***as tighten up round here like a tool kit Goons taking pulls b**h, repetitively Off the wax and that dro grown medically, what