Rap Scholar Lyrics - Das Efx

Yeah, yeah, who it is son? 

It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar 

(Check it out) 

Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler 

Check it out, everybody, everybody 

Yeah, yeah 

It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar 

(Check it out) 

Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler 

Check it out 

Aiyyo, my dogs hold heat control the whole street 

And when it's time to bust they don't get cold feet 

You know it's me 'cause some say the boat rocker 

Big Mac not the whopper peace to Big Poppa 

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The show stopper, like Salt-N-Pepa, rhyme wrecka 

Friggidy front on this, I won't letcha 

I better catch ya, stiggidy straight out the blue 

Diggidy Das EFX, Redman, comin' through 

We biggidy bubblin', like some bubbly, lovely 

But what trouble be, findin' me, kid he cover me 

I represent my ground, so yo, what up now? 

Non-believers hatin', what the fuck now? 

Buck town kid, you can get struck down for that shit 

The mack spit, accurate, make your back split 

Sewer rats get a lotta, cheese like ricotta 

The three man team, the rap scholars 

New York, everybody, Cali, everybody, c'mon 

It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar 

Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler 

Check it out everybody, everybody 

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D.C., everybody, overseas, everybody, c'mon 

It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar 

Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler 

Check it out 

Aiyyo, it's the rap scholar, hot around the collar 

Pack a blaka-blaka, since I was a toddler 

Drama, the nine-seven nigga Madonna 

Reptile texture be the blood of an iguana 

Sick, dick about nine inch thick 

I make a fo'-twenty Benz-o look like a six 

First of the month I got the bundles for the wick 

My hands big as a catcher's mitt when I brick 

Sucker MC's who did not learn 

If you don't this time, from coast to coast 

I'm ' The Dark Ranger', call me Don Punanna 

So hot, my chewing gum flavor's enchiladas 

You can tell, I don't give a fuck 

Deliver the cold to the place that shiver the erictor 

Fuck you and the ship you came on 

While you sit around bitchin' I get my bangs on 

East coast, everybody, West coast, everybody, c'mon 

It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar 

Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler 

Check it out 

Up North, everybody, down South, everybody, c'mon 

It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar 

Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler 

Check it out 

Biggidy-Bingo, bangle, bust how the slang go 

Change up the angle, now who wanna tango? 

Click-clack, get back, Dunn, let me rip that 

Spit that, flip that, shit to push your wig back 

You showboatin', get your whole frame broken 

Found floatin', somewhere in Hoboken 

No jokin', jump out the Benz bubble 

Pull out the pound and bust a round in your huddle 

Spent a lot of ghetto days learnin' ghetto ways 

Learn the ins and outs of ghetto trades still searchin' for a better way 

Niggidy-never stress it though, keep it come and go 

Trust me if it's runnin' low, my mic still the gunner yo 

Facin' towards what's mine, so throw your hands in the air 

'Cause of the rhyme, auto-nine, up against your spine 

Blow your spot up, ' cause yo, I gotta get this ricotta 

The three man team, the rap scholars 

New York, everybody, Cali, everybody, c'mon 

It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar 

Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler 

Check it out 

D.C., everybody; overseas, everybody, c'mon 

It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar 

Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler