anacron - a prototype lyrics
[intro]
it’s a prototype
you know the type
anacron
gallery
netherworlds
big alo
garden family circle
and my dj, mr. daze
[verse]
it’s the garden family circle and anacron
‘finna leave your blood curdled. the man is on
like an rc made by ertl. don’t stand for long
’cause i hop, skip, and hurdle with d-mn-a’strong
westernized olympic verbals. i ran the bomb
right from one end of the earth ’til the amazon
fck that sticky-icky-purple, and d-mn a bomb
this is poppin’ like a burple retract to long
nggas try to rap and gurgle — i’ll slam a don
if he’s tugging at my shirt ‘til my grammar sp-wns
earfuls of profane curse bull, so can the brawn
unless you want to get some hurtful. i’ll scan your jawn
with a look that’s making her feel a panty pond
between her legs, mushy like urkel. i’ll cram the wand
in her crack like a gerbil, no pantalons!
anacron’s a walking herschel. from grand to john
kennedy airport the turf we’ll be standing on
we’ll be blazing like fresh herbals. man the song
will keep poppin’ like a kernel, and slamming on
daily just like a diurnal . a jammer gone
nuts, like that fool studs terkel. i’ll ban a p-wn
for rapping slower than a turtle. i am the darn
cutest thing you’ve seen like nermal — it’s anacron
underground never commercial!
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