K.M.D. - Humrush (instrumental) lyrics

Bert, is that you? Ahh, an empty place, oh, I love it A perfect place to practice the exciting art of humming Bert? Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Hum along, if you can't sing along you hum along Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Yeah, hum along with Zev Love X Very interesting this thing Coming and drumming, there's hummingbirds with wings And feathers of the same, so we flock much Plus rock, so on and so such, I clutch this Mic, to touch like an entire stadium With my boys to aid me, so we'll play, if you pay me some Beats sound fickle, rented Jeep sounds sickenin' To those with no soul, as I roll with my [Incomprehensible] Bugle boy, bugle boy, toot your own horn Frugal won't endure, as the talents was born Minus, the Jim jinkle jankle Hammerschitt His name, ain't my name, 'cause X ain't permittin' sh** I's no hypocrite, so yo, zip your lip Z L be rippin', out we'll rip No, no, no, shake your hip or your rump Forget about what I'm sayin', pump your fist to the drum and Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Hum with the Birthstone Kid You could have sworn I was a what? A Penn Station pennybegger I gots more songs than your neighborhood bootlegger Swingin' hard like a forty deuce on a hooker Cuter than Booker, a real good looker Yeah, a brown man is gettin' down and To this funky sound and you'll check it out, so plops the sound man I'm just the R&B's beats kickers kickin' lingo 'Til comes my payday, if rap was soccer, I'd be Pele Scorin' hard, I eat no porkchops or lard So trust in me becaue you trust in God The Lord, bet I proves, just began for this man 'Cause the bills stay paid from this mic within my hand I'm not your average everyday cotton pickin' or bailin' hay Hoe trickin' brother who likes to eat chicken Anyway, just hum along as the drummer drums along This I bring along, not to sing along, but just to Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Ya hum along, if you can't sing along ya hum along Hum with the one Subroc Hurry, hurry, hurry, step right up and I'll sing it So bring it back and forth, just to swing it Swinging a voom to a hum, can get smooth So I choose to rock slow, to amuse To the apex, I strides from L I Strong To the car new age, to rip raw Need no rehease, I bust fat styles galore Self Universal Born Ruler Cypher Cee no more, hear no more Can no more, huh, I fear less or I guess I toss or throw it up and when it drop, I'm forced to blow it up Give a little, take a little, grunt or fake a little Pause, you wanna counterfeit the Kause ain't havin' it All your hopes cease, so listen closely, hush I wrote boastin' note, you can't stop the humrush Bow, blowin up, one nine eight, X plus And this is how we kicks it, for eighty decker This is for the God's, the God's, the God's, yeah, you don't stop, heh