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kuumba - underdogs lyrics

hook: mc jumanji
love it i’m the leader of the underdog crew it’s the homie mr. ju i’m on this underdog tune
you ain’t see me coming that’s what underdogs do blasting tracks and all the cl-ssic make the party go boom
kuumba:
love it when the underdogs comes thru, ima let you know that i’m an underdog too
i love jazz but that doesn’t mean that i’m timid do really do grime but i can swing it for a minute

verse kuumba
vinyls in my grip strutting down the ave can’t wait to go blast it
i should make theme music for myself truly would be a cl-ssic
pumas size 12 turquoise suede with magenta accent
lookin like the south beach version of shaolin fantastic
so get down wit the get down
like samurais and kendo
even when i’m top d-gg-n it underdog is the mo
i’m dangermouse make ya penfold in the mark 4 wit the seats back
drop a verse have leanin back like
stilettos birds for the greenbacks
fellow travelers open up a map choose a cool spot
mellow amateurs keep working on ya craft soon you’ll be hot
h-llo challenger don’t be a target on my hit list
my caliber’s the highest in existence, so they using time to measures the distance
is this, the sum of two quasars going in on a nice track; talk about heat ; the product makes gamma rays seem like an ice pack, so get ya shades and sunblock; it’s gone be hot for a while; i’m amazed what we drop dropped; how could i not sport a smile

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verse 2
who’s reign you when you’re under the underdog were still out here like rain and no thunder, we and my brethren will never be under yall, you can see me like london when under fog this ain’t over like an underball and im here to knock it out the park like i came here to punt the ball the hunter is now the hunted and my squad is going all out on a hunt for yall i won’t p-ss and i put out the blunt on yall, just to be rude writing a 16 bar for a diss track so i can come and hype up the feud who is this dude why is he shrewd why they call him mr ju what does he do whos his crew why they say man sick like flu, cause im in light pink hat b-tton down looking tropical strawberry blond boat shoes daddy nautical spitting raw game top raps adding audibles screaming my name in my house naughty audibles gang south beach gang wynwood gang east side gang play no games if it ain’t me on the mike youll see all the hype but a wack mc won’t bang ima give life to the track bring it back give it love no knife in the back rise above to my voice sounds nice where its at all day out here no nights where im at just fire in the booth no ice where im at stay in the ends no lights where im at, just light from the jakes when the pipe gets clapped and homie in the coffin get a nice little nap

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