lynguistics lyrics – cunninlynguists

* “so f*ck the commercial tracks you be doin,

a brother got to eat. why don’t you rap for food then.”

[deacon and kno exhanging verses *=kno rapping]


the music makes me high

even though i stay away from cannabis, like wyclef

*deacon and kno, fry sets.*

similar to christ,

*we got divine reps so tell me*

if you know your gonna die *why step?*

show no mercy

*when bruisin’ crews*

get hit with more bricks than new jerus’ (new jerusalem
aka new
jersey, referring again to wyclef jean, specifically a
lyric in “it doesnt
matter” and brick city aka newark, nj)

*riddles confusing fools,* like confucian rules

*cos most cats are more square than rubik’s cubes*

we spit raps that are totally murderous

*the rhymes are like an anaconda serpent clutch*

so check out how these herbs get touched

*unless your broads giving us brains*

n*gg* you ain’t servin us

*deacon and kno,* cunning lynguists with stunning

*our true lies break more punks* than harry rehnquist

*every week* with the best speech

roll with cats who smoke more trees than the slash and

*s*x, beats, between bed sheets*

red fleets, pulp fiction style

*leaving your car with red seats*

we make like fly swatters and smash pests

*put peeps under more pressure than a kelly price bed

leaving bodies looking like samples for the rorscach

*ink blots,* so f*ck around and get your team rocked

*jugga’s in the back with the beam c*cked*

gots to have everything between l.a. and queens locked

uh huh, word, uh huh word, yo yo, check it out

cunninlynguists, know what i’m saying?

you know how we do

i mean, you probably don’t know how we do

but you’re about to find out.

like wha, like wha…

/ cunninlynguists lyrics