
SouthernUnderground CunninLynguists
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[Hook: Andre 3000]
"My oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation—"
"My oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation—"
"My oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation—"
"My oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation—"
[DEACON THE VILLAIN]
We're back for another round, SouthernUnderground
We ain't following that traditional cookie-cutter sound
Those that act like punks, treat 'em like trunks and shut-em-down
Riding sound waves without sails, oars, or rudders now
[SOS]
Other clowns suck worse than funnel clouds
One verse and your lungs are drowned with much dirt and rubble now
I've come to Earth to hunt em down, spit linguistics, pick up bitches
Jizz on big tits and get your mistress to do my dishes
[KNO]
Cannibalistic, intangible mechanical misfit
Scandalous dipshit who's beats are too clean
So I'm back with some dirty tracks that were dubbed and played
Through an 8-Track and my grandma's hearing aid
[DEACON THE VILLAIN]
I'm afraid, though, we rap for food, we're still hungry
In cyphers eatin' up every muh'fuckah amongst me
People try to axe stupid and stumped (HOT!)
So much proof in me that I'm drunk and stumbling
"My oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation—"
"My oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation—"
"My oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation—"
"My oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation—"
[DEACON THE VILLAIN]
We're back for another round, SouthernUnderground
We ain't following that traditional cookie-cutter sound
Those that act like punks, treat 'em like trunks and shut-em-down
Riding sound waves without sails, oars, or rudders now
[SOS]
Other clowns suck worse than funnel clouds
One verse and your lungs are drowned with much dirt and rubble now
I've come to Earth to hunt em down, spit linguistics, pick up bitches
Jizz on big tits and get your mistress to do my dishes
[KNO]
Cannibalistic, intangible mechanical misfit
Scandalous dipshit who's beats are too clean
So I'm back with some dirty tracks that were dubbed and played
Through an 8-Track and my grandma's hearing aid
[DEACON THE VILLAIN]
I'm afraid, though, we rap for food, we're still hungry
In cyphers eatin' up every muh'fuckah amongst me
People try to axe stupid and stumped (HOT!)
So much proof in me that I'm drunk and stumbling
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