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mickey diamond & ral duke - the foot lyrics

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[intro]
shredder, what are you doing?
w–, w–, w–, what in blazes is that?
w–, w–, w–, what do you think i am? i–, i am kr–, kang in this [?] of dimension… x
ay–, ay–, ayo
ayo, yo+yo+yo, yo (louder, n+gga)
what? ayo, ral duke, ayo, yo+yo+yo, yo, yo, yo (diamond)

[verse 1]
we play the strip live and air wax, there’s five umbrella+n+ggas that wearin’ black, police starin’ at us so we starin’ back
ran down on us out the blue, f+ckin’ up the whole performance, these f+ggots warned us all four quarters
live like the tom joney morning show, microphone wizzard, lizzard skin shoe, check the whole portfolio
holy flow the pen gon’ make sure the rollie glow, exquisite
caught you like the holy ghost, “who is it?”
define the laws of human physics, we never liked you and gizzards
you badass kids runnin’ with scissors, way to many hits how could you win by decision?
when they plan is to lock our black kids up in prison, he is risen like christ on the third day
all i drop is hot lines, hot pinero spices on the wordplay
even back then i was the nicest in the third grade (aha, [?])
it’s time to raise the prices on you bird+brains, blind swords and fly guilotines, five minute scheme
by any means, foot clan we the k!ller team
vivid scenes i paint, my wife look like april o’neil
her skin is still smellin’ like penelope
in the scene and green got me jumpin’ out the window, landin’ clean (it’s the umbrella, b+tch)

[interlude]
f+cked up, come on bring me back, n+gga
ayo
duke provided all the instrumentals
[chorus]
b+tches don’t dance no more, they just twerk (twerk)
all they wanna do is get high and sniff percs (percs)
rappers sign bullsh+t deals and get jerked (jerked)
n+ggas come across the foot clan and get murked (murked)
n+ggas don’t rhyme no more, they just rap (rap)
everbody bitin’ the mask, that’s just whack (whack)
i could never take all this from a rat (rat)
n+ggas come across the foot clan get whacked (whacked)

[verse 2]
ayo, we signin’ vinyls live on location, they play me daily on rotation, never own a radio station
thug motivation control the nation, standin’ ovations, comic books with raw animations, i could throw the appellation
todays math another rap occasion
my divison kinda captivating, had to make a quick decision, got decapitated
i stay steady on my path when other rappers hated
sold out drops now my whole style is acclimated
reactivated, your name’s on a affidavit
everybody wanna know how fast the blade is, oroku sak–, real life renegade sh+t
got enough game to make a motherf+cker rage quit
you live life to fast it make you age quick
brand new toilet, same sh+t (same sh+t)
my wave hit like karate kid, crane kick

[chorus]
b+tches don’t dance no more, they just twerk (twerk)
all they wanna do is get high and sniff percs (percs)
rappers sign bullsh+t deals and get jerked (jerked)
n+ggas come across the foot clan and get murked (murked)
n+ggas don’t rhyme no more, they just rap (rap)
everbody bitin’ the mask, that’s just whack (whack)
i could never take all this from a rat (rat)
n+ggas come across the foot clan get whacked (whacked)
[outro]
oh goodie fresh turtles for lunch
he–, he–, he–, he–, he’s back
the–, the shredder!



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