Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka Lyrics - Singles - Heltah Skeltah

Yes, the name of this shit here is 

Leflour Leflah Eshkoshka, the Fab 5 

Yes, yes, y'all 

O.G.C., Heltah Skeltah be the best y'all 

Fab 5 slam from east to west y'all 

Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all 

And check yo chest y'all 

Ay curumba strang gun clappa number 

One on tha set man, I cut ya like lumber 

Still play the back in my thunder gear down to my underwear 

Make all you motherfuckers wonder where I come from 

'Cuz motherfuck Dapper Dan 

I'm a gun clappa fan plus I run rappers stand 

Fab 5, mad live blow up the spot 

Dru Ha gets the paper black moon still gets the props 

Eh yo next to snap a neck be big R O C K 

Send MC's to me in squads of three say 

Rockness Monsta, is he for real? It can't be 

See him in action as he transform that man's me 

Enemies ain't Kotter, ain't no welcome back in my home or 

Knots get blown like cordless slots and pay phones 

Phone home or Return like Jedi 

I bet I can without liegive yo' stupid ass a red eye 

Me nah like 

Niggaz who can't see pass a little bit of light 

You come tess the champion ya gwan die tonight 

And 6 feet deep is where you sleep 

Eternally restin' in peace you felt relief 

Now big up to all my true headz in the east 

Stalkin' the block not leavin' the house without they gat 

You best ta believe that Fab 5 got my back 

It's like dat 

I control the masses, wit' metaphors that's massive 

Don't ask if the nigga Ruckest bash shit like Cassius 

I'm drastic, when it comes to verbs I be flippin' 

'Cuz herbs jus be shittin' off the words I be kickin' 

I scold you, double headed swords for the petty 

But I told you, bitch niggaz that headz ain't ready 

Now I mold you, back to the bitch that you are 

Fuckin' wit' the ruckest get bruised, battered and scarred 

Guess who, punk chump, your brain just blew 

It's the original gun clappa two 

Rushin' through, three on three you can't see we 

'Cuz we stay tight and not many niggas wanna fight 

So sneak in where a nigga in the cipher of the camp 

Jus got amped so I took 'em out for a dance 

Bigga triggas fallin' down 

Like the bridges of London but ain't too many niggaz runnin' 

Yes, yes, y'all 

O.G.C., Heltah Skeltah be the best y'all 

Fab 5 slam from east to west y'all 

Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all 

And check yo chest y'all 

Aiyyo why, oh, why did I need Cappuccino 

Scar on my face but I'm not Al Pacino 

We 3 amigos, Sparsky and Dutch we bring mo' 

Drama than what? A prime time NBC TV show 

Headz don't know and damn sure ain't ready 

Niggas walk the streets wit' more Boop than Betty 

Shit'll get heavy back of the tree now surrender 

My pon hits yo mind mix thoughts like a blender 

Then I dish off from a shooting guard to a center 

Like Rockafella you hit rock bottom when you enter 

O.G.C. rush the scene, the mission from backup 

Baseball bats attack like Jersey fools that act up 

Folks is passed now, petrol, go get dough 

Pepto-Bismol before this nigga let go 

He said go what you do grew screwed I blew through 

Two crews who claim they got funk maybe true, 'cuz they doo-doo 

Everybody framed, ain't nobody yappin' no more 

I've evidence on your click so y'all niggaz hit the floor 

With that mouth, murderin' you got that ass in hot water 

Now I just oughta send a piece to your headquarters 

To take away your stripe, you fucked up tonight 

You don't do right, you're gwan get dead to spite 

Our click foundation stays thick through the war 

I'm keepin' my eye out for infiltrators at the door 

It's a shame how these MC's are wannabes 

Front on these and get hung up like dungarees 

Ease off selecta strangle wrecks ya 

Plus bust asses on whoever passes through my sector 

So what you gonna do when you stuck at thirty-two 

Degrees please, get off yo knees and follow these 

Now swallow these, buckshots from the rifle 

Then I will make niggaz beat it and scream like Michael 

So how many corny MC's gwan try 

When strang sets shit off like the 4th of July 

Nobody why? 'cuz everybody gets bodies, my brother 

I smother a nigga then ruck bounce like rubber 

Step to tha stage, set the microphone on fire 

Yo desires, they call me siah, 'cuz I'm flyer 

Live like wires, beast from the east who is he 

When I roar like a grizzly they say, "Damn, he gets busy" 

Yes, yes, y'all 

O.G.C., Heltah Skeltah be the best y'all 

Fab 5 slam from east to west y'all 

Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all 

And check yo chest y'all 

Yes, yes, y'all 

1 2 3 , rockin' Rappy be the best y'all 

Fab 5 slam from east to west y'all 

Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all 

And check yo chest y'all