It Sounded Like a Roc (Vocal)

DJ Subroc & MF DOOM - Rap
It Sounded Like a Roc (Vocal)
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[Intro: Subroc] Ahh, shit There it is, there it is, boy (Ahh, yeah) There it is, there it is, buddy (Ahh, yeah) Yeah, yeah, they seem to know the time but, um.. let's see.. (Ah-ha, swing it) [Verse 1: Subroc] It's my thing, yo, it's my thing The way I swing, not even an orangutan can hang On my ding ding, Saved by the Bell rang I talk, yell, whisper, mumble street slang With no doubt, you tumble if I flip Don't make me shout with my vulgar lip A hip-hugger, I'll mug ya, if fun to know Slow and steady wins a race, I keeps a steady pace In a chase, I'm bookin', cookin' feet don't fail me 5-0's can't see me, catch me to jail me Walk the plank, ya damn dime droppers Snitches get stitches, why, oh, why does my trigger finger itches? Corrupt, I follow my nose, it always knows it Open the draw bridge, close it, close it A doo doo lyric I snuck in 'cause I chose it Long ding-a-ling dong there, big booties grows it Up (Up), up and away, we go across the border To Mexico, suck my toe Doo doo brown's my color, no watered down, no cut A jewel to a fool is like pearls to big butt Ahh, swine, I strut on the sidewalk and don't touch the line Escalate, never decline I'm gonna get mine, don't try to take mine No, my kneecaps ain't blacker than my black behind The bush, I touch tush So beware of the grin of my evil eyeball glare I's a wise guy, yeah, a smart alec Like it, or kiss me where the sun don't shine like metallic (Ka-blow) [Chorus] It sounded like a rock It sounded like a rock It sounded like a rock (They thought I didn't know) It sounded like a rock [Verse 2: Subroc] One-double-nine-tre, dumbbells I lift it Just for the taste of it, coke I won't sniff it Ya party pooper, you'll never stop my frontings Like Jesse Owens, I'll dust ya, I run tings Popcorn mama, you can sniff my sock I's a hard headed nigga, my head is (like a rock) So, so, leave me, B-boy, I'll be boppin' When I chug-a-lug alone, it ain't no stoppin' Hop in skin to skin, now I must stall Jim hats ain't even made like rubbermaid at all If I be over stressed, over tryin' under arms Cookin' like onions, you'll be cryin' Boo-hoo-hoo but I get the hoorays From sunrise, to sunset for days All in the Kool-Aid, don't know the flavor Taste buds are shot, waistlines duds I left the slammer on bad-ass behavior Call me Sub, I roll underground like C.H.U.D.'s Cease with the wack, I'm never ever booty over that I got my cootie shots for the cootie for the body The hottie, I might use Karate (Snap back) 15 minutes I'll be off duty (Ka-blam) [Chorus] It sounded like a rock It sounded like a rock It sounded like a rock It sounded like a rock [Break: Zev Love X] It's a break, Zev love X and Subroc for Ninety-Tre Crew massive deep Constipated Monkeys deficatin' that old hard shit And ya don't quit [Verse 3: Subroc] It sounded like a what? It sounded like a boulder It sounded like a Land, yo, slide up over I need my room to huff and puff These bastards be soft like marshmallow fluff Step up, wrong move you catch a back smack Or a blackout, so be out, black Let's play catch, a bad one ya caught it I'll take your thumpin' heart and smote it Then I grab my wood (my dick), I grab my rope Over there ya got that same old shit, here ya don't Oh, no, you don't, gimme that back Now you sing the blues while your eye's black Don't need to flaunt, no need to front I see right through, you very blunt Attitude nonchalant, I do what I want If I be ghost, expect me back to haunt (Ka-blow) [Chorus] It sounded like a rock It sounded like a rock It sounded like a rock It sounded like a rock [Outro: Zev Love X] Constipated Monkeys doo-doo, droppin' shit like that
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- DJ Subroc
- MF DOOM