Humrush

Lyrics

[Intro: Bert & Ernie from Sesame Street] Bert, is that you? Ahh, an empty place, oh I love it A perfect place to practice the exciting art of humming! Bert? [Chorus: Zev Love X, Onyx the Birthstone Kid, & DJ Subroc] Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Hum along, if you can't sing along you hum along Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Yeah, hum along with Zev Love X [Verse 1: Zev Love X] Hmm, hmm! Very interesting this thing Coming and drumming there's hummingbirds with wings (Yeah) And feathers of the same, so we flock much Plus rock, so on and so such, I clutch this mic To touch like an entire stadium With my boys to aid me so we'll play if you pay me some Beats sound fickle, rented Jeep sounds sickening To those with no soul, as I roll with my bickerin' Bugle boy, bugle boy, toot your own horn Frugal won't endure, as the talents was born Minus, the John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt His name ain't my name 'cause X ain't permittin' shit I's no hypocrite, so yo, zip your lip Z.L. be ripping, out we'll rip No no no, shake your hip, or your rump Forget about what I'm sayin', pump your fist to the drum and [Chorus: Zev Love X, Onyx the Birthstone Kid, & DJ Subroc] Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Hum with the Birthstone Kid [Verse 2: Onyx the Birthstone Kid] You could have sworn I was a what? A Penn Station penny-begger? I gots more songs than your neighborhood bootlegger Swingin' hard like a forty-deuce corner hooker Cuter than Booker, a real good looker Yeah, a brown man is gettin' down and To this funky sound and you'll check it out, Subroc's the sound man I'm just the R&B's beats kickers kickin' lingo 'Til comes, my payday, if rap was soccer I'd be Pele Scorin hard I eat no porkchops or lard So trust in me because you, trust in God The Lord, bet I proves, just began for this man 'Cause the bills stay paid from this mic within' my hand I'm not your average everyday cotton-pickin' or bailin' hay Ho' trickin' brother who likes to eat chicken, anyway Just hum along, as the drummer drums along This I bring along, not to sing along, but just to [Chorus: Zev Love X, Onyx the Birthstone Kid, & DJ Subroc] Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum along Ya hum along, if you can't sing along ya hum along Hum with the one Subroc [Verse 3: DJ Subroc] Hurry hurry hurry step right up and I'll sing it So, bring it back and forth, just to swing it I swing it, a ring to a hum can get smooth So I choose to rock slow to amuse To the apex, I strides from L.I. Strong To the car new age, to rip raw Need no rehearse, I bust fat styles galore Self Universal Born Ruler Cypher Cee no more, hear no more Can no more, huh, I fear less or I guess I toss or throw it up and when it drop I'm forced to blow it up Give a little, take a little, grunt, or fake a little Pause you wanna counterfeit the Kause ain't havin it All your hopes cease, so listen closely hush I wrote boastin' note, you can't stop the Humrush [Outro] Bow, blowin up! One nine eight, X plus And this is how we kicks it, for eighty deca This is for the Gods, the Gods, you don't stop, heh!