Chino XL, Kool Keith - The Shabba-Doo Conspiracy lyrics

Yes! As we interrupt
For sisters out there ovulating
Brothers out there doing private things
Let's get busy!

I be the receiver, of strange mind patterns
No type of compassion
Endless my though process
Hit's like a dark cavern
I was bred of toxic parents
Embryonic stages underdeveloped fetal
Pages that i burnt like phasers
Releasing human excrements on you
Like Tawana Brawley
Thinking to myself like Pee Wee
Herman caught jerking off
I wish nobody saw me
Wishing I could hide vibe Kool
Keith we spark this
We step on stage MC's dissapear
Like the rain forest
So when I rocks again get
Oxygen get cameras on
No telling diverse curse selling I'm
Reversed like Hammer son mental capacity
Hindered like I'm Forrest Gump
Bu dump, for your trunk
Get you hooked like crack hooked Humpty Hump
I catch the real with more
Sick humor than Benny Hill
I slap you up and make
You feel what DeVon feel
You cry like Dice Clay
Like Kunta Kinte I gets loose
You blowin up's a fucking dream
Like the gang truce








Super flexin, yo Chino XL, let's inhale
Funky sex man naked
Foresmith is bound to shoot the gift
Riff riff raff
Rappers make me giggle giggle laugh
From the East coast to Texas
I kick a rhyme like Pelé
Strolling knee deep, you take a peep
While my beeper beep
Catchin wreck one two one
Two achoo achoo achoo
Sneezing and pleasing, on your ear
Verbal easing
Chocolate flows then drips down
Through your nose between your legs
I bend your head with beer kegs
True, I'm blue
The smith can't stick to doo doo
Yo Chino we needle we brown
With the King Crown
Rockin underground bound
And pullin girls panties down
Yo check it, yo step with
You puppet muppet nitwit
Energizing like forty volts
I'm shocking to your anal
With my goggles paisano
Spiderman against the Rhino
Leaping on your building
Downtown Los Angeles
Skandalous man, shooting sperm in your perm
Leaving ways to dry
My urine dropping in your eye
Burning afro puffs
With that greasy sticky stuff i get rough
And plant my seed into your rectum
Masterbating at warp speed
I pull up in your spectrum








Heh heh, let's see who I be now
The IN-O behind the C and the H
With the X add the L I can
Spell cause I ain't Dan Quayle

Pediatrician my mission Uncle Fester
With the skills
Making Lurch reactivate Morticia's only
Child was style

Sleeping on me like a narcolypetic as I grow
But, you'll be here today and
Gone tomorrow like The Afros
Like a child alone with Luther
Your ass in danger
MC's collect my styles like small
Kids do Power Rangers


You holding back on the feeble, small weasel
No handicap love, elephants on the fence
Ever since dinosaurs
People stood on Crenshaw
And palace fade shopping lades
You never saw before
Bouncing down with more bounce
With music by the ounce
With my finger between the
Mean California labia
Dark girl maybe-ia, I think her name is Evia
Avon computer flex, killin mice and insects

I'm, sliding into this beat like
Hot thermometers into your anal channel
I toss that ass up like
A gang sign but not wearing flannel
I'm prefacing like George Jefferson, WHEEZY!
Chino XL my brother B Wiz and Kool Keith
Now try to take it easy

My range is high rise
Do people know I'm circumcised
Cut back with the skin, come now
Come in come again
I make light dark, you pimple faced birds
Wipe your mouth with Clorox
I clean with Spic and Span
Leave a magical tissue
And yellow vomit in your hand

Yes
Always wash your hands with the Lubriderm
After leaving the public toilets
Remember that we must keep the earth clean

Lavratories
Remember all the camoflouge Tampax

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