Nuts Can Surf Cysco
Well the mic goes crazy when I step to the plate, I got the kinda rhymes that'll make your period late. When you beat the Bible with the broken brick, the shit gets thick, I'll give it a kick. When my propane shoes will get you smokin' - the hotter it gets, the deeper the shit. When the pirates hook gets replaced with the hand, you'll be runnin' for power pelets like you was pac-man. In the dragon's layer, A.C. Slater, a rubber-duckie duckin' underneath the mastabator. I am the oral sex, I am the oral sex, I am the oral sex, I am the oral sex. Tearin' at your face with the tase of my waste, while you're acting like a kindegardner eatin' your paste. Because my rhymes are like a name drawn in the sand, while you're rockin' with the leprechauns in the band. my style's like thunder, I got you're number. Obsceney harassing girls that are under the age of 13, I get on the on the scene, I'll make you feel like you're in an erotic dream. Over & over, over 50 times, shut the curtains & close the blinds. Just get relax, sit back or lay, And let the wild horses take you away. I am the oral sex, I am the oral sex, I am the oral sex, I am the oral sex. Now, I can through down with any ya'll shit, `cause I got the shit that'll split your lip. You may got the flava, you may got the rhyme, and you may got the beat's that'll blow your mind... But I got it all and it's standing like a wall, and you'll be bouncing all over the place like you was a basketball. When I deflate the rate, I wear it down but you'll be standing in the corner without a sound I am the oral sex, I am the oral sex, I am the oral sex, I am the oral sex. © 1996 Dellfold Entertainment & ncs
