a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

no degrees - rodan lyrics

rodan – “no degrees”
[emcee(s): rodan]
[producer(s): x-ray da mindbenda]

[intro: rodan]
n-gg-s ain’t got no degrees out here. let’s drop it on ‘em, something for the filthy m-sses

[verse 1: rodan]
i-95, three exits outside baltimore
formulating southbound, 2003 ultima
faulty laws, smoking herbivores sparking kush, symbol-
-lisms like moses holding counsel with the burning bush
we celebrate and push back wigs like a mush slap
for a fact, if you misunderstood that, you shouldn’t rap
contaminating cultures like a hepat-tis lab rat
the rap trap awaken resting gods from a cat nap
unlucky, running amok, we’re risky like gambling in
biloxi, mississippi. your candle style burning out
quickly like a hippy dropping acid, having bad flashbacks
from 1960, third sight fifty-fifty, enlightened
shelter, wander like a gypsy over podiums, birds-eye
view of my foundation shining like linoleum
you reminding me of a cartoon character on nickelodeon, verbs
interrupt your flow like bloodstreams with too much sodium. you don’t
know me, dun. behold the only holy golden, son
solar combustion, ninety-three decimeters for every square ton
rodan the rare one, buss caps and shoot the fair one
molest the b-ssline, verbally sodomizing the snare drum
intrinsic academic, advanced intelligence emanc-p-ting
jamestown settlements, embezzlement for embetterment
120 almanacs forecast criminal elements unpre-
-dicted by weathermen. former fight-or-flight veteran never
sleeping, always creeping, more dl then david letterman

[hook: rodan]
dope sh-t a lot of n-gg-s ain’t got. i think
not, n-gg-. you ain’t hot, you got no degrees
lyric sk!lls the common emcee forgot. i think
not, n-gg-. you ain’t hot, you got no degrees
the dope sh-t a lot of n-gg-s ain’t got. i think
not, n-gg-. you ain’t hot, you got no degrees
lyric sk!lls the common emcee forgot. i think
not, n-gg-. you ain’t hot, yo

[verse 2: rodan]
yo, yo
sustain and maintain to remain on the physical plane like
a winged sphinx or platinum links on my command chain
retain a law degree more nutritious then nutri-grain, commence
to bless this track like jesus on the commuter train
transduce the brain fluid, forming water to wine, justice from
celsius, penalties frozen at the border line
record a rhyme, we’re poured a round, supporting our projects
planetary systems, universal flying objects
fully loaded pockets blow the spot like bottle rockets
the seed n-gg-s speaking leave sweet n-gg-s bleeding chakras
spark electric sockets, magnetic catalyst. you not
a battle risk. silent but deadly like the shadow fist
you wanna grapple this? scope the spot from a block away
hideouts in far rockaway, smoke some pot and cops today
deadly shotgun spray, blaring, sonic shock ray
born on the dot, asiatic clock say, “broker’s fee, stop pay”
real live, shorty rise organized militia, lost-found
re-enlister, fatal attract like amy fisher. rodan
talon-kiss ya, dismiss your lonely lovers quarrel tomorrow
seeds built castles on mt. kilimanjaro. days of
sorrow, pack the steel, go to war up north in new york
fly b-tches cling on/klingon like mr. worf, four and
fives in my source, conductive heat like hot templates
flavor like blend tapes, deep like jailhouse inmates, slash
codefendant, independent rhyme syndicate, wise
infinite, we style for m-sses and savage con descendants, and
insignificant mannequins flown out like tom flanagan
run with the creatures of the night like laura branigan
number seven news van, is that rodan again?

[verse 3: rodan]
stay on
key like harmonicas, the prehistoric chronicler
kosher like hanukah, wearing n-gg-s out like a yarmulke. you ain’t
got no degrees like a broken thermometer, stellar
astronomica and common phenomena
chronometer monitor reported biography
your cornball video, wack–ss ch-r-ography
photograph, slow-mo flash, picture-perfect -n-lyst
handle this, more knowledge than a game show panelist
sample this, deposit wack lyrics in a bank of sh-t
rapping al yankovic getting pimped like a stanking b-tch
roll like tanks and sh-t, shoot jewels from a slingshot
air formations spanking with rules, cypher divine play the wing spot

- rodan lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular