Rumpletilskinz - Attitudes letra (lyrics)

Attitude is madness attitude is personality
Attitude is flexibility attitude is balls
Attitude is talkin
Attitude is ways and actions
Actions and ways attitude is the Rump!

I'm, the one! That gets that deeper job done
Refuse to Jump Around and rhymin'
Like a burnt one but don't hold bars
You got to get out of the midst
Split teeth grit
But, your shit don't mean SHIT
Bustin' to the backs when Flip, Modes
Although I'm only XTO's
Beware of the vocal when
I'm shinin' like gold
Get fold, I'mma slip into dangerous mode

Here comes the Now when I deal with aspect of
The loom and my attitude swells
And a phone can't cop
No please, don't freeze
Lyrics are run to seige
I'm known as a mess, when I rhyme silly pleas
Bad boy big mouth, I smack you way south
Where the birds go
When the weather gets kinda cold
Use an instructive tongue or you get flunked
As I boot out my burner and
I flank up your block
Knowing that you're one who pays a freaky cop
But, I won't stop cause the
Sha-Now just took your spot

To the bump bass! Styles comin'
Down I need elbow space
I got mad stress hangin' off a face that's
Attitude I'm in the mood to be rump
Number one dump, niggas are pussy
Time to hump i'm gettin' ready for the skin
Go for sex I flex and throw mens
And shit pens and legends and clips
I'm the last Mohican, heat seekin' the bit
Hip-hop and rock when Jeranimo's rippin'
It's an Indian summer
Planet sounds is thumpin'
Oh goody gumdrop, there's props
Rumple to the ill got skills, chill
Hard knocks

My attitude is fucked up, and real shitty!

When it's Jeranimo, everyone, yell timber
This apache war, skin raw yeah enter
My inner, hardcore center hold scouts
I take space or racial
Thoughts with the doubts
We 'bouts about super superb on curbs
Kind of fresh guess best, press, the answer
Is yes, for nuttin' all over your face
And you don't have to say you're
Damn, my attitude is rude
It's another bad mood, hahah release
Rumple-in', killin', skillin'
Original styles
No peace I shout, much stress and I'm out

I would think eligible
Always willin to tell a few
Rappers, dappers, butt skill rappers
That I'm about to
Blow up! In ninety-four or tomorrow
But yet, still flow
Talkin' about super tracks
And lips gonna be flappin', and yappin'
Ten thousand plans make it a thousand hands
Cunts simply chargin' to feel my funk
But they gets nothing but a
Bunch of jeep bump
Tell me something, what makes the female sex

I got a partner he can sing but shhh
It's on the DL

Wrap my fist grip it tight
Break the skull on the mic
From my well fittin' rhyme that
This Rump will recite i love to see when the
Noise gets the crowd hype
In life for detention - I need more affection
Thinking things with a feel of redemption
Soak the attention, I gets no detention
For not lettin' Sha say
What it's worth mentionin'
Too much funk with a touch be a Rump
Attitudes act up increase but never cease
When we feed the ears from China to Peru

My attitude is fucked up
And real shitty! crossin' that line!
Crossin' that line, head for the border
Crossin' that line, head for the border