Lynguistics

Lynguistics - Cunninlynguists Lyrics

* "So fuck 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]







[Deacon]



The music makes me high



even though I stay away from canibus, 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 squared 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*



Nigga you ain't servin us



*Deacon and Kno,* cunning lynguists with stunning English



*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 burn

techniques



*Sex, 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 set*



LEAVING bodies looking like samples for the Rorscach Test



*Ink blots,* so fuck around and get your team rocked



*Jugga's in the back with the beam cocked*



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.



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