Watch Out (Explicit)歌词-De La Soul&Jose ”Perico” Hernandez

Watch Out (Explicit)歌词由De La Soul&Jose ”Perico” Hernandez演唱，出自专辑《AOI: Bionix (Explicit)》，下面是《Watch Out (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

Watch Out (Explicit)歌词完整版

WATCH OUT![Speaking Spanish

WATCH OUT![Speaking Spanish

WATCH OUT![Speaking Spanish

Get up and do the biz, our style is the wild

Hit you with a spell whether

Jew or gen-tile

When you enterin' the realm

You find me at the helm

Still standin' like abandoned buildings

In the southern part of

BX, can old school it like a

T-Rex Ya well advanced connect dance with thoughts

Deep like

Barry White's throat box

I bet you those cops mix

Double high tower my power grants me the chicks

The blows the cars and enemies that wanna spar

You wanna see it no matter who you are

Yeah I'm bound to ground you like that

Put they ass on a mound and introduce em' to a baseball

Face tall, brag about it like teenage sex

Text book characters gettin' etched out to rough draft

Rush Limbaugh autograph her left titty

New Yor, New

York yeah we bigger than the buildings

Do it for the love of the art and the childrens

And throw paper machet inside of ya models

See we all throttles, we zip by in this drive

Allergic to ya sperm broke hives

Concerned about ya life when ya down eight lives

Top of the night

I'm up in queens like ah yeah [Repeat 1

Introducin' introducin' to you

Dave Batter on deck, carded every time

I set foot in the joint

Cabaret artist

I'll two piece ya tray

If she wanna get vamped, bring her to the tent

Touch her till her back indents

Wrap it extra strength

Run a lap on her calculatin' the length

Holdin' mics tighter than hymens

Old school it like

Holly-Hobby,

Head-to-Head,

Easy Bake

Oven Strong

Jerome lovin' man

I hit the pack

Panther power keep it all relative to the sixties

Bill Bixby green,

ATM money

Got my pockets lookin' like

I'm rockin'

Popeye jeans

Classic like

Reuben and

Rah One nigga under the groove we shootin' for that

Parliament high

Plus bigger than the fourth of

July Take the back seat drive out

Hey yo, hey yo ain't nothin' street about me more like a light post

Sinin' above all who are y'all to boast

Stayed calm and all came to me to host

My vocab grabs many, long to cultivate raps

It's gettin' filled moms jack penny

It used to be unknown around the way

Now my bix became a bouqet

Every nose in it, fillin' up seats like a session in a

Senate Been a minute since ya heard the souls

So the soul gon' cost ya three

All ya people wanna front like the soul don't hold control

But it don't mean ****to me

Plain to see that a song like this been what ya all missed

Come on, genuine adrenaline from off the wrists

We run the interference throughout the game clout

Can't be denied the bout for the title

Throw up ya guns and hold the pose like an idol

Bring it back to the draw

Ghosts of grand wiz

Theodore Played dirty with ever since played on the floor

Stop verbal assaults just in case a war break out

Steal vaults bigger than giraffes

But they still got a lot for me

Heard em' say alot of nigga with the underground

They'd die for the underground but ain't makin' no money

Stupid