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pip skid - magnifique lyrics

[verse one: pip skid]
if cormega’s in the headphone that means i ain’t too safe
cause i’ll be drunk on rap you might get slapped in the face
this is the place where we dust off crumbs
and dislike you like my neighbors do with double time drums
turning the volume clockwise waiting to get my -ss kicked
older now and my stomach looks like an ax pick
but still around like “h-ll no we won’t go”
{raps in french}
is that for real or is that just me?
indiana jones, shaking hands with master p
we end the night like a song from jeff healy
hit really hard, body check like cam nealy
rip rap and bad times like skate master tate
to leave you walking funny like lugging a record crate
on some scorching hot, gil-scott, no knock
in a secret garden but still back on the block
c’mon

[hook: pip skid] {x2}
pip skid c’est magnifique!
mcenroe, il est un banging beat
p&c keeps rolling like the king & i’s jeep
while the rest of the world it will continue to sleep
c’mon

[scratching] {x2}
“that’s cool”
“uh huh”
“that’s cool”
“ya know it”
“that’s cool”
“yeah”
“that’s cool”
“you know it is”
“that’s cool”
“no doubt”
“that’s cool”
“yeah, yeah”
“that’s hype…actually”

[verse two: mcenroe]
we rocked like a thousand mics and there’s more to grab
and when we’re in quebec the crowd says {speaks in french}
whether mellow or hyper it seems i’m just another lifer
i heard it so don’t ever call me rowdy roddy piper
that’s older than the one about the chicken and the rabi
you don’t know me so don’t ever make me out to be the bad guy
i’m balancing check books and banging out my next hook
accomplishing so much, i ought to write a text book
leave chapter one for teaching suckers some manners
heave after hearing how an amateur stammers
grieve when you see how it’s all been b-st-rdized
believe after hearing from the p&c mastermind
on disc, wax or mono e mono
we sits on stacks known for rocking your phono
and sh-t on the wack who could hardly play faker
as they come more emotional than tammy faye baker
with weak revelations that are best kept internal
your geeked out crews got more herbs than the colonel
and more big drama than the serbs and iraqi’s
incapable of honor being served by your lackeys
i’ve heard it before man, why even talk to me?
try to copy my game plan it’s kept under lock and key
impossibly dope so don’t even hit the floor
cause it’s pip and mcenroe, make ’em say (zut alors!)

[hook]

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