Sneakin' Up On Ya Lyrics - Nervous Breakdown - Fu-schnickens

Chip Fu's is a strictly a best guess 

(Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up) 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Check the shit that I flips scuba dip doobie dippin' 

It's groovy, slammin' like my man Scottie Pippen 

Sly like a fox, I kick the shit that rocks 

I'm golden with the gloves but nice with the shots 

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Don't try to put me down, I don't feel pain and sorrow 

(The sun will come out) 

Yeah, tomorrow, tomorrow 

I bet ya bottom dollar that tomorrow there'll be sun 

Showin' gratitude, my attitude is kind of rude 

I walk with a frown while I puff my cigar and 

Sit back and stare while I'm cha-cha-cha-charrin' 

Watchin' boogie down, when they used to put me down 

Now your mom give me skins and your pop push me pounds 

Sparkin' like a welder, punch ya like I'm elmer 

Embarass your ass like Gigi does to Thelma 

Quick to cut your throat, hey boy, don't touch the mic 

(Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh) 

Yeah, I'm out like three strikes 

(Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up) 

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Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

My lovely lengthy dreadlocks, be roastin' on an open fire 

Twisted tongue that's slippin' and lyrically limpin' 

At your pee-nocci-nose 

I'm budda-ba-bad, budda-ba-bad 

Budda-ba-bad to the bone and crafty 

Sufferin' sucotash, I let lyrics fly like dee Daffy 

So pass, the mug so Mike can try to? figure 

When learnin' this foolish, foolish lyrical style I deliver 

Maybe way down upon a swampy river 

Far far away 

(Hooray) 

Yippie-kay-yo-kay-yay 

Whoa, the dish ran away with the spoon 

And ain't dat somethin' dindindin? 

And then IiI found 

Five-fy, a fuck five feet of linnenen 

I Pop-eye's, like Bluto, ah-how you like judo? 

Not Hong Kong, Fooey, I chop like, some suey 

Like the Bruce, banner, I gots a programma 

So don't, don't you cry, cry for me, oh Susannah 

Tell your grandma, grandpa, pops and your mama 

That you got the right one, baby, eh-heh 

I'm freakin' the stuttering style like just for one reason 

I think it's wabbit season, nah-uh duck season 

Wabbit season, duck season 

Wabbit season, duck season 

Wabbit season, aw, shut up 

Hey button your lip it's MC season dagnabbit 

And ohhw, ow, ow, ow, ow 

(Whatup Chip?) 

I hate rabbits 

(Shh) 

Be vewy, vewy quiet, a hunting we will go 

Hi-ho, the merry-o cheerio Chip's about to drop a hot potato 

Yumpin', yimminy, jimminy crickets kicks, kicks 

Some rugged and rough shit like this 

Silly wabbit ain't got 'nuff trix to pick 

But I'll chill instead 'cause for the big kid 

For the big kid for the big kid's how I, uhh, kicks it 

Yo ahh, rugabugit, rugabugit, where's was the mic? 

It's in the freezer, freezin' like like a raider 

My flow's very, ridiculous 

Like frosted lucky charms my shit is magically delish wish 

I'm a chattanooga choo was funkier, uh, Punky Brewster 

When I'm a fee-farmer, pee-plumber 

So?, roll up, rewind selector 

I huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, like Woody-Woodpecker 

Peace to Victor Bramble, too hot to handle 

Catch me same babat time and bababat channel 

(Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up) 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Arriba, arriba, pass the boom to M-O smokes the cheeba 

A new type of flow and I toast the hoe, see-ya 

Flipper type hitter, quicker to get bigger 

Don't believe in guns so the fist become the trigger 

I roll in the hood with my Fu-Schnicken niggaz 

(Your niggaz?) 

Yeah, my motherfuckin' niggaz 

The M-O throws blows 

(Blows) 

Obnoxious type flows 

(Flows) 

No one knows Bo's but the emery scrolls 

Kick dogg pound sounds, from miles around 

When I, aiy, aiy, it vibrates your town 

Peace to Diamond D, flavor U N I T 

We sneakin' up on ya, watch your ass for nine three 

(Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up) 

(Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up 

Sneakin' up, sneakin' up) 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya 

Creepin' up on ya, creepin' creepin' up on ya