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Smut Peddlers lyrics Diseases lyrics Yo whattup E? Yo whattup Starbuck, what's goin on? Yeah how you livin? Yeah you know just smokin every day, whassup? Yeah let me tell you hip-hop's WACK man Yeah I know, say word All these MC's got diseases Yeah they got like frostbite, there's a bad plague baby MC's got delusions of grandeur and such {*brrrr, brrrrr!*} Yeah man, yo we gotta tell 'em whassup [Eon] Now go make a record, and go rob a bank Now you got Cool C-itis to thank Copped that advance, but lost that check Must be due to Alzheimer's onset Go up in the label, when honies start feelin ya Hobbes you better catch some A&R felia(?) And female rappers don't have a chance Need flow augmentation and mic implants Yo, you went to bed with that hoochie redhead? Caught half-steppin cause she got a peg leg Shot your milk, she didn't swallow it? That's cause girl was lactose intolerant Smoke with E, you gonna have fun Oh, but by the way, leave with collapsed lungs Try and spit, but nothin comes out Braindead MC's all got cotton mouth [Chorus: repeat 2X] This be a list of hip-hop's diseases Too much ice gon' have shorty sneezin Too much 'dro will leave a kid wheezin Head's too big, stab you up for no reason [Eon] You with wifey dog, get a car from Sonya It's likely you'll catch Nokia phobia You shiverin from ice, hold a mic device It's most certainly some rappers frostbite Go up in the club, in moderation Cause online you be catchin Peter Geisha'n impatient Ha ha, rollin trees, only got seeds Man's puffin crystals, green with envy Rhymin for the loot, to get some mass You a prime candidate for a heart bypass (clear! clear!) You online, think you the dopest Geek caught a case of wack internet-a-tosis Startin rumors, check the tabloids Caught a Blaze haze, maybe Source hemerrhoids (ouch) Wack on stage, with off-beat ailment At a show catch a microphone impalement [Chorus] [Eon] Scrub your hands fifty times, and wash the smut odor Obvious obsessive compulsive disorder Up I got downers, down I got uppers Now chuggin Pedia Sure for fuckin suppper (glug glug glug) Step to E, no microphone contest Soon learn about inferiority complex I'm stuck on hip-hop, can't get a fix 'til Mighty Mi deals me a dope remix Now I'll supply prescriptions Come to the motherfuckin spot, if you havin wack visions Writers block? Just can't flow? Hit you off with a double mic hydro You goin gold if you got the patience Son check in you got rap hallucinations The surgeon, wack MC's I carve up Hip-Hop med school, Dr. Starbucks [Chorus] Yeah E, I don't know I still don't think they know Smut Peddlers, Cage, in the house Mighty Mi, in the house Yes indeed all the dirty people, in the house Yo, you better go get checked Go to the clinic, cause you got somethin Don't say you got nothin Cause we're all diseased, right Other Smut Peddlers lyrics: Josie lyrics Stank MCs lyrics Smut Council lyrics Medicated Minutes lyrics Talk Like Sex Pt. II lyrics Amazing Feats lyrics That Smut lyrics Anti Hero's lyrics One By One (Revamped) * lyrics My Rhyme Ain't Done lyrics Botton Feeders lyrics |