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4-ever fresh - urban sound surgeon lyrics

“can you dig it?! (yeah!)”

[verse 1]
brand new year, breaking in all virgins
wake up and smell the coffee, it’s the urban sound surgeon
you’re worse nightmare even when you’re daydreaming
spring is in the air and i’m doing house cleaning
all you dopes to the side talking behind my back
get your t–th out of my beef, ’cause you all got plaque
i use idioms, metaphors, similes, -n-logies
like ethiopia famine, i cause fatalities
’cause i went there, more specifically: the valley
even bust a rhyme at a crowded clam rally
demon like the devil, taking all-dayers
rough rhyme writer like me as well
all you biters i baffle so you better beware
for the scoobio born on the third of november
if you ain’t a lumberjack then get off of my timber
i’m the urban sound surgeon

“can you dig it?! (yeah!)”

[verse 2]
the reputation’s nationwide, constantly humongous
females on my tip like bacteria on fungus
i’m the infamous, chocolate perennial prince
royalty while i’m rhyming at commoners, sense
slim is the condition i’m in, no flab
i must confess that i was blessed with the gift of gab
now when your ears attract to something only i could produce
’cause the problem maybe due to my creative juice
this ain’t a game of peek-a-boo ’cause i see through you
for what you are which is nothing, a professional zero
all you wanna do is be like me, the super def hero
rap to me was nothing but a lightweight hobby
now i get jocked in the hotel lobby
you can’t be what you’re not and what you’re not is my equal
here to get respect from the new york people
so for better for worse, my position is first
if you came in a limo, then you live in a he-rs-
i’m the urban sound surgeon

“can you dig it?! (yeah!)”

dj finesse, who do you know out there that’s working with this?
(as far as i know ain’t n0body greater)
shake ’em, c’mon bake ’em
(ain’t n0body greater)

[verse 3]
smooth like silk, in the city i’m sl!ck
so i think you better cancel your ego trip
when you know d-mn well my rhymes are funky sh-t
all you are the leeches biting my speeches
rappers are religious, so the fresh one preaches
i’m tremendously miraculous, the style i leave sensational
amazing, fantastic
stupendous, educational
the jock of exotic, hypnotic, erotic, psychotic
super jazz and funky, snazzy mc
thats me rhyming
gravity trying to put you d
creatin’ rap music ’cause i never dug disco
couldn’t catch the aids the philly not frisco
so wise to be lifted by the mentally gifted charismatic
carnivore s-x savage
greater, not lesser
the fresher def dresser
fly girl impresser
that’s way above average
holy calamity, scream insanity
all you ever gonna be’s another great fan of me
break!

(get into it, get involved)

i’m the urban sound surgeon

“can you dig it?! (yeah!)”

- 4 ever fresh lyrics

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