Das Efx Hardcore Rap Act Lyrics

Intro/Hook (x2)

(*The hardcore rap act is back!*)
(*Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin?*) HARDCORE!!!
(*The hardcore rap act is back!*)
(*No I, no I ain't smilin*)

Verse 1: Dray

Yo, yo
I said it first with the verse to make these n____s wanna act up
Smackin up the wack and Solid Scheme they hook the track up
So back up or swing or you'll get stung by my stinger
Heard that I was rich and now your b____ is on my dinger
Then I swing the jungle s___ so f___ the humble s___
Kid I crumble s___, m_________ers know I never fumble s___
So bring your weapon or keep it steppin or hit the deck-in
cos in a second I'ma pull a f___in Tek-in
Start rejectin em, affect em when I kick
Y'all n____s think you're slick but y'all can suck my f___in d___
Y'all see me gettin busy wit my man and my DJ
Strictly kickin facts and then we max like TJ
Cos we play for keeps, my peeps they don't be flakin
and if you wanna test well yes your bones is gettin breakin
or broken, no jokin, I shoot them *?in them rise?*
f___in with Das you wind up in hos-
-pital, so bust my riddle when I reveal it
If n____s wanna play around then stay around and feel it
cos yo...

Hook (x2)

Verse 2: s_____ Dray

Now to my style there is no equal, boy I'm lethal like some tumours
My crew be strokin b____es like I used to stroke my pumas
wit my toothbrush, see I do just what I wanna
I got that from my pops and from some n____s on the corner
So you never catch me rappin about no s___ like the Government
but I be snappin on MC's like your b____ snap on double mega of a shotty
and a burner and I keeps the 2 ready
to hit you in your chest like Steve Young do Jerry
Rice, be nice and stock slice by umbilical
Knew that I would be the ill-form freaker of the syllables
And son is rugged, you're gonna love it in an instant
See I smoke blunts but yo my pops smokes Winstons

Well it's the D-A-S, I can't forget the E-a
F-a to the X so when I flex y'know I bein
a fatter wrecker n____ on the mic with my strategy
Kids is mad at me cos they ain't as f___ as bad as me
I takes the best of them so f___ the rest of them
I couldn't care less for them, I'm too fresh for them
I just be wreckin shop and gettin busy, n____ check it
Never actin broke cos yo I sold a f___in record
I'm too slick for dat, suck my big d___ for that
Don't try to trap my rap cos yo I'm too quick for that
I got the recipe and yes it's me with my crewin
So if you didn't know, well n____ this is how we do it
Uhh

Hook (x2)

Verse 3: Skoob

Abara-cadabara, return of the punk MC batterer
I'm mad at the system like them n____s up in Attica
From more ways and your ways I rip s___ like dat
Cos there's more ways son, you wanna skin a f___in cat
Yo it's the rootin-tootin-nig'-shoot-to-give n____ with the superdest
flow, son you'll get no wins cos I been
lurkin in the murky waters of my starvin shark style
Ever since the days of the Clarks and the Argyles
Quick I rip s___ to bits like piranha
When I blow up the spot wit more watts than Rolanda
and when I come thru I'm hittin you up with the 1-2
Teks, flex raps like Bruce Lee flex the kung-fu
Look at my tongue, do it what it feel like, get ill-like
that fat n____ my game is all-skirt tight
Use to f___ with shorty's wit the jelly playin celly
now my name is on your flyers and my tyres ain't Pirrelli
wit the chrome dip, so don't flip cos s___'s gon' get heated up
I'm weeded up, yo Dice I need a cut
Bring it!

Hook (x2)

HARDCORE!!!
*repeat*