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effect & dang. - whatupwhatupwhatup(?) lyrics

[intro]
yo, we gon’ get right into it this time
effect, dang, check this sh-t out, man
lemme drop this sh-t like this here

[verse 1]
you can make the mistake and think that i play-play
cry me a river of tears and naysay
from now since the point that i started a “dre day”
the sloe gin is gone, tim curry mayday
sucker motherf-cker, kardashian fate
only claim to fame is getting f-cked on tape
no bells or whistles, no money or cake
you ain’t getting no reality show like ray j
come along, sing along with the song, no airplay
febreeze ya whole flow, it’s past the tail date
may it’s more trash to play but, you won’t listen
a little season and it’s really all that it’s missing
your sh-t’s a car wreck yet, the only difference
don’t wanna pull over to stop, look or listen
i’d rather let it die on the side of the curbs
be your t–th on the concrete, don’t say a word
you can try to talk back, all you’re proving is that
you must be on a f-cking c-cktail or crack
c0ke dope and heroin, pills pot and smack
to think for a second that you’re f-cking with that
cat from lower m-ss with the foot up the -ss
of this f-cking embarr-ssment that you call rap
i’ve been doing my thing since hip-hop was phat
with a p-h, not a f, in fact…

[hook]
effect k!ll sh-t, so you may wanna break nice
stay up past midnight, f-cking insane, right?
always spit ’em out cause they don’t even taste right
(“came home late night – whatupwhatupwhatup?”)
other emcees, man they can’t even play fight
and me, i rape mics to rap the rae type
y’all sitting there all pumping the brake lights
(“came home late night – whatupwhatupwhatup?”)

[verse 2]
you can make the mistake and fake, you’re so hard
like you’re the first one to drop the flow bars
f-cking extra, not even a co-star
swimming in a pool of cement, you’ll go far
turns out all the cd’s and the co-stars
collected over the years at all the shows are
full of sh-tty songs, some rappers ain’t go far
but you ain’t getting away with this sh-t like solar
all these hoes are are really rappers that tuck it
find an a&r race prod and suck it
get your rock-it & sock-it, ghost and truck it
paradise by the dashboard lights and crush it
but no duets, nope! you all suckers
f-cked up a good thing like godzilla did rawkus
you ain’t a threat, f-cker, you a b-tch with a budget
down to your last dime, whine, i f-cking love it
the mic, don’t touch it, or get blown backstage
i ain’t talking head by some ho you met at a rave
to me, this ain’t a phase, but it’s simple as sh-t
h-e-double hockey sticks, burn in it
beat ya -ss across the map, call you sally and sh-t
to cali and sh-t, pauser like i’m rallying clips
lock load spit rounds ’til your denali is flipped
four bars left, so i’mma grand finale this sh-t, like this
yeah! yeah!. f-cking crazy right?

[hook]

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