Hooda Hella U (Instrumental)

歌詞

Uh. uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Wha, wha? Yo.. Bringin the hot heat, hot heat, hot heat... (Who the hell are you?) It's Medusa pushin through (Are you rollin with a crew?) Feline Science is my crew (Whatchu gon' spit?) Nothin but that hot shit (Who the hell are you?) Medusa pushin through (Are you rollin with a crew?) Feline Science is my crew (And whatchu gonna spit?) Nothin but that hot shit~! [Medusa] Give me a bangin instrumental, and I'll kick mix like a flick off of a drummer's wrist drops the filla Fo' realla, high-powered sister, trained by, madams, queens Uncle Jam, mommy, parties musicians, and killers So there's no wonder they say I drop speech deep My pop block got heat I come with a Screamethian beat Screamethian? That means I have you screamin like a heathen Known a battle 'til I'm acheivin Violatin your childish rhymes of the one My uncontrollable lyrics they, murder for fun And I thank God, I finally get to be on some, see? You gonna be leavin the stadium talkin 'bout, "Uh-HEH.. I tell ya, that kid's a true performer!" Givin you your money's worth, fanta tongue workin all that Lyrics been shadowboxin against the pads From WAY DOWN in the underground deep I'm the bad-ass lion that stepped in the signifyin monkey feet And if that line doesn't... what the FUCK? Wake him up~! CLEAR! BZZZZT! Don't try to pass out now 'Cause you see the wrath of the blast of the incomin styles Shrapnel and pronouns and verbs for miles Wait, let me set it I gotta take my time to give the other emcees credit I never underestimate my opponents flow They just get mesmerized by the Feline body blow Full force is the cuff, and no matter what your crew LICK SHOTS It'll never be enough [Chorus 2X]