Notes Of Def lyrics

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Hush-hush pooh-putts, I lay ya like sheet rock

He thought he`d rock me, what a peacock

You ( ? ) creampuff cornpie

I`d get a million for my rhymes if I took em to a pawnshop

A musical menace, in awareness I make slammin hits

I got flavor more than a banana split

Prepare yourself for a hip-hop, a knock, a blast

A hitman for hire by the name of Lak Shabazz

I elevate till I raise the roof

Girls get naked and give me their bathing suits

Like a magnet I cling to the mic, I don`t swing a knife

I`m like GE, I `bring good things to life`

One of the chosen few holding you under siege

Wanna bleed, I treat you like weed and a fonto leaf

Roll ya, smoke ya, you should hold ya breath

I see smoke comin out your ears from the notes of def



It ain`t nothin like ( ? ) listenin to a serious saxophone

That cracks the dome open wide

To a smooth sound, who`s bound to do now

Not too many, I see a lot of them go and hide

The subject is that I must get

Hype, this is a chain, a connnection of ruffnecks

You`re weak and not wise, you move counterclock-wise

You should know that I swap flies

The microphone gets clutched like a turning kit

Gimme a scratch, watch me burn a bit

Yo, I hold information like a microchip

I`m rough and rugged, I might as well go head and flip

Into a lyrical round-off

All I hear in my ear is that they love the way it sounds off

The way I beat on a rap was quite brutal

I make em completely ineffective, futile

Rhymes I could rock, I`m in a good spot

I turn sell out crowds and pack em in like Woodstock

Been a long time since you heard a rhyme like mine

You`re impatiently waiting for the punchline

But it won`t come till I`m done, so beware, son

My vocals are deadly, most get scared and run

For reinforcements, I`ll enforce this

Law of how to get raw, watch my force rip

Take a sip, the beats`ll hit you

Here`s a chance to dance, now may the force be with you

Rhymes ( ? ) like kerosine

You ride my saddle, you wanna battle, you get creamed

You better quit I don`t think you can deal with

I was made mentally, physically fit

To take heads, cold rip to shreads

Call on the coastguard, I rip the feds

45 King is in the effect mood

He`ll produce and get loose with a correct groove

You need to back off, you can`t hang with us

We`re not dope, we`re more like angel dust

The earth is mine, every square mile of it

You miss the flavor, got piles of it

I drew my path for those that follow it

My impact is like that of a hollow tip

I`ll arrange the style, don`t change the dial

I`m refined with the rhyme that`ll make you smile

Cee Just remain serious, no time to play

Stay still, nobody move, watch him display

Talents and techniques as I speak, the weak

Freak cause I`m sleak and unique

Horns are horny, the snare drum makes some retreat

Cee Just on the cut and the King`s on the beat

My voice is choice from baritone to bassclef

And these are the notes of def
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