Top Notch

Kurious the **********in magician with the wand, is (tell 'em) the man, if

I uhh, blow like (BLAOW)

Jizz in your grill, constipated for real

With the **** to fulfill, combined with mad skill

Brew in the freezer, no time for cock-teasers

Asthmatic wheezer gives more props to a skeezer

Why? Simply cause she know what she want

She won't say, "I'm so horny," and then front

When my brain is racin triple time with thoughts of ****in you, on my mind

You say it's fine,

I find it rather odd

Leave me with my **** mad hard, mentally scarred

Poppin that **** when

I said from the gitty-up

I wanted to slay that ass, lick your titties up

Fakin moves ***** you need to stop

Tell you straight up, cause my notch is top

Chorus: repeat 4

X "Now I hold my crotch.."

Why the **** you hold crotch? ".. cause I'm top notch" ->

De La Soul [Kadi]

Mister, Huh

Huh is it all about blunts?

Simulatin ideas, just confusin the drunks

Check this out

I don't get down like that cause me and the magician come with tricks in out hats and pats on the backs is somethin

I don't need when

I realized that it's triggered by the greed in your heart, you can't play me, like a dart

All you wanna see is the progression on the charts

Remarks on your memos, change the numbers on your checks but does it really matter when you girl gives me straight neck? (Straight up baby)

Aww ****,

I guess you're outta luck

Now you understand?

You're walkin like a duck

The, truth hurts uhh, your girl flirts and

I walk by you, with frustrating smirks

Jerks get played by the tricks of my mind

A call costs a quarter so

I'd never drop a dime

Chorus [Psycho Les]

Ba-ba-BAM!

Smack you in the face with mud

Now look at your grill, ****in **** got blood on my shirt, back the ********** up jerk

It's the wicked,

Psycho Les puttin in work

Nijjas got me flippin right to the other set

I smoke punk ****** like my name was

Boba Fett

I drop bombs, that land on your moms

I smoke the 808 blizznuts, **** the tom-toms

Beatnuts, number one sin-ner

****in around with the (???)

***** drink one to the head -

BOOM SO WH

EN I POP M

Y ****, HI

T THE BED!

Suck, on your tits and eat the cake

Stick my **** and filled the *****es like shake

Oooh oooh, nut and check my watch

I gotta be ghost, cause

I'm ****in top notch

Chorus {*needle drags across record*}

Yo what the **** you doin?

Why you YO

WHAT'D YOU

STOP THE T

RACK FOR??

Don't be scared, it's only me, playin..

AHHHHHHHHH!

WHO IS IT?? [Lucien]

Hey yo here comes the

French flavor

Mad Lucien black, don't sleep on my behavior

I pack a glock then a black bust a cap on a cop if you try to step you get popped

Pops you don't know me,

I'm raw like sushi

Straight from

France so don't play me like a ***** (C'mon, a French gangster)

Aiyyo, how did you figure?

And when I drop **** you say, "Damn that's a French *****!"

Yo, ***** from

The Woods kept swangin with the

C.M., and yo check out what we brangin [Lucien starts rapping in French]

Je continue, je flambe, vous connaissez ma ligne (Don-key style) - (??)

Eh yo, ta meuf me fait signe

Direction les toilettes

Plus rien ne m'arr阾e

Et je p阾e fait la f阾e

Et coups d't阾es dans ta t阾e

Comme un requin vicieux depuis 82, sacre bleu

Bi鑢e dans l'estomac et de l'herbe dans les yeux (Ahhahahahahaha !!!)

Que ce passe-t-il je titube, c'est bizarrrre.. {*needle drags across record to end song*}