Urban Dance Squad - Pa** the Baton Right lyrics

Put sandbags and barricades Just to protect all I'm known to be the chunky lyrical shrapnell Ricochet, - what he say?, get slain, won't say It another day Metaphore impact, chests cave in, big way Like 'd**h becomes him or her' Big hole unfold, unwise to wish the absurd Rappers can't take lyrical obstacles Estafette, you can bet my timing is phenomenal Steeple-chase with the ba**, tempo, ain't a turtle He trips over pebbles, I take rhymes With the hurdles The title for grabs 'Cos of my time lapse Pioneers hear the cheers Of the bloods**in' peers Got to reach the peak supercrafty like cavalier He's fronting for conquistador but he's the devil here Made a perfect start and pa** it to an allie See him on the tracks 'For the finish doin' shuteye Pa** the baton right ' One two three four five senses working overtime ' How to freak the wild funk, line by line Heavy technique, make 'em catch for breath Rapstrangle from every angle, what's left Seen weasels fakin' 'co*kdieselness' - whacker Take positions on squares like checkers, I'm the wrecker You must be down with jimi fakin' castles in the sand Tidal wave, sneak-a-peek on these whack bands The funny game's to catch that moneytrain Wesley plus woody, but you're not that goodie Go against the grain I'm a 'trekkie' doin' work like kirk fullthrottle Got the bends, bust some sense in heads with a bottle! Cycle running in a threadmill, think that's cla**y? Pick up your face from the gravel, so bloody and messy Pa** the baton right