Oral Sex ('99) Lyrics - Ras Kass

[scratching] 

"death on the phono, my skills are dolo 

You say 'oh no', you bitch ass homo" 

---> atcq (scenario remix) 

Verse one: ras kass 

I'ma kick it to y'all frankly 

So all y'all weak niggaz can hate me 

Jealous 'cause they know i'm the shit, like mr. hankey 

Reintroducing ras kass, the waterproof 

I'm too deep, you too $hort 

Standin' on two feet, drownin' in two feet, kapeesh? 

I defy the feat by defecating on beat, fuck how you feel 

I've got an oral fixation with spitting liquid razors 

So I'll that they cut through steel 

So if my album ever sell 3 mil 

I'm slashing every rapper with a deal 

Every nigga with a video look like seal 

'kiss from a rose' - not, more like a peck from jada' 

Even with a spectator 

Ranked this nigga 45 in blaze 50 greatest mcs 

Good lookin but i beg to differ, though 

Body of evidence 

My molecular structure based on the table of elements 

I'm cmx4, nl3, iv3, plus tg2, rd4, ms4, gr1, at5 (?!) 

I'm complex with curriculums combinded 

A next level innovator with invigorating rhymes 

Plus slightly thuged out, but revolutionary with minds 

Spit my message with grime 

Five years ahead of my time 

Two thousand and five, 

I'ma be that nigga beatin' down traffic cops at stop signs 

Put that in you're glass dick and smoke it 

Who the dopest? if ras spoke it, loc'est 

The most focused wrote the opus, nature of the threat 

Fost focus richest the bok'est could get it like 

I'm sexually transmitted, bidditch 

Yeah, yeah, evil d make it I'll for me, spit it 

[scratching] 

"death on the phono, my skills are dolo 

You say 'oh no', you bitch ass homo" 

Verse two: ras kass 

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It's that underground b-boy shit 

Just a beat and a rhyme 

As simplified as a heat and a crime 

True lyricists always get felt 

'cause i rarely masturbate dog, but i always be feelin' myself 

I rep' golden state warriors, i rep' the horsemen 

Get pissy drunk and forced to break the porcelin 

God, i'm worse than cupid, stupid 

Love is lust, so my glands release hollow point endorphins 

Bitch nigga, i'm mighty morphin' into a larson 

Forcin' grown men into a forced a-dult abortion 

Make it scorchin' 

Hot to death then drop it artic 

So mcs shatter like glass next time a nigga sparks shit 

Make sense/cents, even if i don't make dollars 

Asiatic ghetto scholar 

Y'all grafted like seedless grapes and rottweilers 

My hoochie bitches pop that pussy while my pimp niggaz pop they collars 

And pop stars- these the last days of disco 

It's all about me-me-me-me-me 

Cause i'm out here with a big dick, though 

You faggot like sisqo 

You thumbs down six feet like ebert & gene siskel 

I'm blessed with my father's complexion and my mother's features 

I'm unique, different from all other creatures 

I be rocking a black doo rag tellin pigeons youse a motherfuckin fool 

And they be like 'you look like ja rule, but that's cool' 

I guess all short, chocolate, chinky eyed niggaz look alike, boo 

Let the pen stroke, so the track have a heart attack 

You blind, baby, give your cataracts cataracts 

Matter of fact, face it, i'm just not the norm 

More graphic than porn 

I'm like eye witnessin' a matador get his rib cage crushed 

Lung pulled by a raging bull's horn 

I put it on like a uniform 

What? 

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