L.O.T.U.G. (Lords Of The Underground)

Lyrics for L.O.T.U.G. (Lords Of The Underground)

Comin' straight from the underground tryin' to flip my pimp lamp Yo, there's no curse in my verse that ass still can't get Yo, I'm doin' all my best, stand next to the best Stand next to the Funkyman Crazy as I get like man, jam it to me now Lordz of the Underground, rugged props from here to Sing Sing Grab the microphone, everybody rise the ding-ding Now to make the noise like boom-bang-bang-pow-pow Kickin' funky English other MC's don't know how Plus the Funkyman makes it funky for the masses Rock for as long as I'm not late for any classes Many MC's have been out of the hurt list Just because they refuse to sit back and let me work this When it comes to throwin' up rhymes, I'm the best 'cause You don't want no words out the rhymes like a left hook Used to walk up on me, you can't do nothin' for me I step on you like corny 'cause your rhymes are just too corny You drop out like an insect, I'll go out like blackjack Playin' like the fat man, you'll get ate like Fatback And here I go and here I go, mustache to stereo Get paid from this, rollin' 'round like a merry-go Oh, here I come and here I comes, so don't start to ruck-ruck All those that do are sure to get ducked Well, I'm the chief rocker, been stuck like Chewbacca But it's never empty, got dough like Betty Crocker I'm on your wave, lips are packed like full of wave You're chained to my sound, so with music, you're my slave I'm not a master, just lord of the underground Correct your systems with funky man and funky sound So when you see me, like a snail, give me pounds And don't say nothin' to the crew if you ain't down It's plain and simple, it's sort of like a cymbal That I grip the tracks of a Marley instrumental Some say I'm buggin' and some say I'm straight bugged It's just the mind of a brother from Low Tuck My mouth is nasty, so beep me on the radio Before I say, let me fuck your fuckin' ho You know I'm crazy from my jam called "Psycho" So don't take me up 'cause again, I might go I'm crackin' up, I'm crackin' up, I'm up to bat, G So step out my way before your death's a mystery I strictly flip when I slams into the ground I thought you heard we're the Lordz of the Underground Come on, Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) Come on, Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) Come on, Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground) The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground) The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground) Low Tuck Locc (Lordz of the Underground) Well, I'm back from a land where some brothers seldom dwell It's stuff like this that makes a motherfucker yell The Underground, the Underground in every U.S. town My tapes now have stickers 'cause my tongue's profound I'm not a bad guy, slim, but not a small fry You wanna test the flex, then come catch a black eye I'm hittin' hard but not from a boulevard You haven't guessed why the fuck they call us Lordz Everybody's rappin' now, tryin' to make a hit You're all in a tunnel, probably don't know shit About how do I survive while my survival make you funky Then give respect for the rhymes that still be chunky I don't know what's up with you, but yo, I know one thing Lordz of the Underground are surely here to stay And just in case you're talkin' about comin' to take my throne Uh-uh, my brother, you gots to get your own See, I don't know why in the world a Slicker think they're tryin' to win Against the capital F-U-N-K-Y to the M-E-N With the Low Tuck Locc, watch me check my nuts slow You're all up in my biz, but I don't know what you want, yo I won't exaggerate, I try to front like a play But I got rhymes out the ass and the mic is the Preparation H So I can set it off and let it off and unleash the smell Of the Lordz of the Underground Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) Come on, Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) Come on, Low Tuck Locc (Lordz of the Underground) The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground) Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) Come on, Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground) The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground) The Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground) The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground)