3000 Lyrics - Dr. Octagonecologyst - Dr. Octagon

Three thousand! 

Three thousand! 

I crank up lyrical flows, spit spats, what's that 

The pattern records, don't touch the dats, yo 

Check out the pro skills, medic fulfills 

Contact react to style I'm back you lack 

Channels and handles, automator's on the panels 

Turnin knobs you slobs suckers like baskin robs 

Carvel don't tell your whole crew is ice cream fudge 

Rappers that budge, makin moves step in grooves 

And ride the pace like at thirty-three dark shades 

Now you seein me 

Rap moves on to the year three thousand 

Three thousand! 

Three thousand! 

Three thousand! 

Related 

23 Boy Band Slow Jams That Made You Believe In Love 

Watch Cardi B Joins James Corden For Carpool Karaoke 

Ariana Grande Adds Her Own Verse To "Last Christmas" 

Let me shuffle red red red see the black heart it ain't hard 

Pick and choose you lose oops you lost 

Check out the boss on broadway down to walkways 

Suckers with mics that end up with tooth decay 

I, the doctor, stop ya, in your world rock ya 

Heads bop, forever tunes and they won't stop like hip-hop 

Keeps growing, sick of sick of showing 

Scratches in matress business money reattaches worldwide 

Deep inside stops the diamond rocks 

In a million world, billion world, quitrillion world 

Rap moves on to the year three thousand 

Three thousand! 

Three thousand! 

Three thousand! 

Three thousand! 

Photos 

As space I've shown participator acts walk up clog up and mess up 

Water down the sound, that comes from the ghetto 

In the middle the core you tour explore experience 

What is real you feel, changing ways 

Commercial rap's in the grave, stuff on disc that's very wack 

That you saved, you think it's good won't go platinum 

Or even turn wood, sell the cassette 

Your homey's tape deck gets wet 

You my pet, my poodle chicken noodle's on the rise 

Open your eyes and see my life 

Rap moves on to the year three thousand! 

Three thousand! 

Three thousand! 

Three thousand! 

Three thousand!