[Announcer] Here's the play One Good And it counts! Oh my heavens! The most unlikely guy in all of basketball to shoot that shot Fires it as the clock expires
[Hook] It's like this y'all It's like that y'all It's like this y'all It's like that y'all It's the Eugenic and Herbs Crews mimic the words Doing it superbly Herbal T up first like
[Verse 1: Herbal T] Set it off like a stick of dynamite Herbs with the rhyme is like virgin vagina tight Stay high like a New Jersey to China flight Y'all not worthy you're kinda like Wayne and Garth, on the floor bowing down to me And the E-U-G-E-N-I-C Fuck what y'all thought Coming with the onslaught man Make 'em say damn like Jean-Claude Van Y'all at best average and small like Mini Coopers We like Fred Savage and Paul and Winnie Cooper, old school No rules keeping slow fools guessing Lay it all down in old school session I'm a grown fool blessing the mic like a shaman Them sound the same like a homonym Combine the pen to paper and the drums to bass Herbal T all up in your face We do it something like
[Bridge] Yeah, and you don't stop Eugenic, Herbal T and we known to rock And we already won before the game's over All we gotta do is run out the clock It goes yeah, and you don't stop Eugenic, Herbal T and we known to rock And we already won before the game's over All we gotta do is run out the clock
[Hook] It's like this y'all It's like that y'all It's like this y'all It's like that y'all It's Herbs and Eugenic Words your crew mimic Herbal T set it off Eugenic you finish like
[Verse 2: Eugenic] It's the Eugenic and yes Shit's beyond fresh With two minutes or less? End of contest Mr. Herbal T bring the rhythm When the beats talk back then you know I gotta hit 'em with the one, two, three son U-G is, better than ever so better ask who he is The fucking truth, can't be denied And opening closed gates without looking inside Brushing rookies aside like some vegetables We professionals Staying raw got you cooking inside man These rappers have been done, inedible Me and Herbal T we big guns, incredible We laying out emcees like buds of blue spinach Keeping it schmoove like Fu-Schnickens So what's up doc? You indebted till the clock strike zero No need to ask And we rock mics
[Bridge]
[Hook] It's like this y'all It's like that y'all It's like this y'all It's like that y'all And we appreciate y'all giving us the chance And now we gonna do that dance So bring it in like
[Various Audio Snippets] Let's talk about something more interesting You ever think about that? Fucking assholes that run the goddamn bank These fucking cunts that you're stealing from And there's nobody here, nobody's gonna help you All I'm saying to you is We cannot afford more debt than we can ever pay back The people who ran these companies are the greediest group of fuckers ever Get your shit together How many things can you buy? How much shit do you need? Fuck I gotta pay my bills for, if you don't pay THE bills?
It's a number on a piece of paper, you take it to the bank, and then they stick that number in your ATM, then occasionally you go the ATM and they give you a piece of paper that is only worth something because everybody says it's worth something but you really have nothing of value. What you have is a piece of paper that's uh, part of the lie. You don't get anything of fucking value. The only thing that has value is the lie
[Verse 3: Herbal T] One thing motivating me now My family and they the reason why nobody's taking me down To the system and to every corporation we bound Pay the bill or they be calling up and shaking me down Shaking us up In the name of making a buck Got the repo taking your truck And there could be no faking the funk They on the d-low breaking your luck like a casino Raking a fuckin' big stack of chips off the craps table with the weighted dice When they see the cheese on the baited mice Pay the price And they pull the bottom line For the dollar sign Sign your name on the dotted line and it's Columbine Shoot 'em up fish in a barrel Another trench coat mafia with different apparel It's such a fucked up world got you wishing you're sterile Don't wanna break in it but you gotta forget it And pretend it's all good and just liveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
