Tha Grimm Teachaz - I Getz (Ft. Son Doobie) lyrics

[Intro: Hi-Fidel as PMDF] Yeah Grimm Teachaz Run and tell your preacher Fresh from '93 I be the PMDF With my man KDz (Kenny Dennis!) And Son Doobie (yo) [Verse 1: Hi-Fidel as PMDF] I get super metaphysical when rockin' a rhyme Hip hop, tick tock Like I'm dropping a bomb Went to my brother Ra**an I put that on the Holy Qu'ran Twist a joint from the weed on my lawn Light it up, toke it, hold it When I smoke it, I go for broke kid Don't front You know I got you open This hand pops a Glock and this one's for smokin' the pot Not the one with the peas in it The any green leaf with no seeds in it Wholesome, just like whole grain Cause when it gets in you you feel no pain Unless you step up to my crew in the cypher Actin' like you wanna battle I'll slaughter you like cattle I'm not a snake with a tail that rattles I rock bells till you're sleepless in Seattle HOLD UP I set the mic on fire Off the top ropes cause I get higher Your crew's washed up, throw you in the dryer Call me sire - flip the script like Maya Angelou Rip you up like an animal Run you like an antelope And cut you like a cantaloupe What can you do? Swing, off goes your head So grab your tight crew and run off to bed [Verse 2: Serengeti as Kenny Dennis] I get specific, I rip it You know you can't resist it A 40 and a blunt when I get lifted When I get distance, Rushin'; Attack! Call me the grim reaper cause I'm dressin' in black! Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques Destroy your whole crew like boom shakalaka Increase the peace? NO! Increase the violence One false move have your crew in silence Mad flavors Roll with the heathens b**hes on my nuts like intoxicated demons Shakin' up sh** like a game of Yahtzee Mariachi, paparazzi Color me bad - no! Color me great When the sh** hits the fan I got nothin' to say Destroy your crew like a game of Battleship A4 quadrant Aye-aye Sergeant! One single verse destroys your whole squadron BOOM Like Hiroshima Your crews lookin' soft, but mine is meaner Regina, Steemer, Carpet Cleaner I rock fresh rhymes from here to Pasadena Catch me in a Beemer The girl from Ipanema Roll me the reefer Pa** it to the chiefer In the Suzuki Extraterrestrial Zuzuzu and I don't eat vegetables Destroy you - sh**, that's incredible! Crews are edible Pick up the decibel Boom! boom! boom! [Verse 3: Son Doobie] I getz smoke like a double oh, indestructible You're 90 million volts just like a thunderbolt This for the faux nuts there's no doubt delectable Punch a hole right through your heart just like The Crucible You all better know I chill in beach bungalows I don't get caught naked swimming in the undertow Gullible funk my arsenal's colorful Yo buffalo scratch you battle rap disrupt the flow There's more than the surface Life's like a circus Sherman tanks swervin' and hit the dirt Now you nervous First you know your whole crew'll be chicken like Church's I work my Earvin magic here a lot like Merlin Work my Hermann Munster fro and d**h man and servant Girls prefer this Why you think I sip bourbon? I've served a purpose You heard this coercion Determine how it works spreading spit out the furnace