Letras
Right about now I'mma let my DJ drop into a smooth beat
Yo Kurt, hit it
Check it out
I can kick rhymes to make your toenails break up
Wake up, the master's here to take up
Space you've been occupying
There's no denying you've been trying to get with
The B-double E-L-U-V, the rhyme exquisitist
Reminisce, you're blessed, check the watch on your wrist
And realize that you're caught in bad timing
You thought that was rapping? I didn't start rhyming
But surprise, surprise, surprise, open your eyes
Watch B-L-U-V arise, sky high
'Cause I'm striving to help myself, advance myself
On to the roads of cash and wealth
And I'm wheeling and dealing, never stealing, concealing
My rhymes from the biters who invite my rhymes to their vocabulary
Shame, shame, shame, now don't be hasty
Pastry's tasty but my rhymes get pasty on your tongue
Down to your lung
And like a crackhead, your mind's dead and suddenly strung
You rung the wrong bell 'cause time won't tell
Because my rhymes take effect and I'm ready to wreck your neck
And then relax with a nice cold Beck's, some Coca Labs and 'em
Yo Kurt, hit it
Ah yeah