KMD, Hard 2 Obtain - F*#@ Wit' Ya Head lyrics

Ha yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
We in the B roomi wish I had the A room
KMD H2o and this is how we go
("I don't really know but somebody said some
Musical rhythms can fuck wit ya head")

Original recipe but not from Kentucky
Bunch of nilla ass niggas
Throwin' bolos like Rocky
Pass the ism and watch a nigga get risen
Witcha pen to the pad I fuck
Ya head up with this rhythm, um
With the phat shit that make
Your fuckin' hat flip
(Back) I can do the boogaloo black
And then the full split
Swingin' the ep with H2O and KMD
Comin' crazy mad looped for
The nineteen nine three
So tap the bottom of my
Forty and then pass it


I'd like to take this time to
Say peace to the masses
We kicks the shit to put
The rump in your trunk, 'cause
We got the funk we got it
We got the funk and don't forget it
Taste the terror in ya area, so check it
Gets more wreck than Larry Davis undetected
So pass the Philly so a nigga can get red
By the way some shit can fuck wit' the head
("Some musical rhythms can")

(Back up! Back up)

Step back you dilly stunts
I'm illy more than once a day
I'm rollin' Phillie blunts till I'm
Really a silly dunce
So don't fuck around, the X ain't glued tight
Oh, yeah, I'll tell ya somethin'
Your drums ain't cued right
I write with the crude light
Beam from a street lamp
It's under the cherry moon
To me that's a cheap tramp
The drips from the bottle gettin'
Hit from the back, kid
The OE poster model gettin' stuck
Like thumbtacks did sticker
I'm sicker than the black plague I'm quicker
To fuck wit' ya head like hard liquor, ooiiee
Cold spin the U-ey, teks out the hatchback
Gooey be the bastards
Punch buggy black attack
I wish to be, rich like daddy
But when I bite into a York peppermint patty
I'm batty
I'm needin' new frontier to conquer
'Cause in rap, there's more toys than Tonka
Like a tumor or a rumor, I'm finna spread
Somebody said
Some musical rhythms can fuck wit' ya head
I don't really know but
Somebody said? fuck wit ya head!
Check it out check it out check
It out check it out fuck wit ya head!
Check it out, check it out, check
It out, who's next nigga, time out

DL DL! That's my name don't wear it out
With all due respect
But get my dick out your mouth
Your fiendin'
Your fiendin' so I hit you with these dope
Rhymes that I eject with the
Levels of the smoke
The boom to the dome when a physical reacts
I'm stronger than cooked cocaine
I mean crack
Not condonin' the usage of drugs
Or drug abuse
The positive brothers with a charge
Who needs a boost?
I pop mad shit cause there's
Enough to go around
I stay on the DOWN with a chick cross town
So all ya bitch take ya pills
If ya know what's real
And if ya know what's real
All ya bitch take ya pills
I kick the fat shit
And make it hard to handle
If your bitin' on my dick
It makes you a cannibal
Never simplistic, but always realistic
No you can't hit this so
Don't try the fit this (Check it)
Let me bust off and bust
It down with some lead
Niggas from the 12, fuckin' wit ya head

I'll Check it out check it out check it
Out check it out, check it out
Fuck wit ya head!
I'll Check it out, check it out, check it
Out, check it out, check it out yo
Fuck wit ya head!
I'll check it out! Check it out, check it
Out, check it out, check it out yo
Fuck wit ya head!
I'll check it out, check it out
Fuck wit ya head!

Mr roc the cock blocker, bullet blocker
With the tears I give ya
Fears I'm the eardrum knocka
Villain, I knocked 'em out to the head
I used the 'chete so he
Didn't pull the bullet instead
He knew I was the man standin' there
He ran with fear, and I troubled there
I take ya girl NIGGA ya jealous NIGGA
I got the fellas and
We're all runnin' triggers
Me and my black rugged time machine
I bury kids, teleport to dream
Have a seat yeah, sit right there
In the electric chair
So I'll cut off ya hair
Be out, no you can't get no cash back
Ya get the back smack
Yes my boys crack on ya ass
Let me just slow down time
And make some musical rhythms that
Fuck wit ya mind

Check it out check it out fuck wit ya head!
Fuck wit ya head!
Check it out! Fuck wit ya head!
"Musical rhythms can fuck wit ya head!"