Kardinal Offishall - Bellee Buss (Don’t Make Me Laugh) lyrics

Don't make me laugh you must be crazy
Turn this up

Yo, kill that
Kill that before I Capitol Hill that
Do that track and I'm
Bound to counterattack you
Where they at? Bring it back, beat it
Move it over here
Move it, do it like we know it could be done
Could you (mettle us)
Mettle fame cream by my team seem
Make a wrong move and I'mma
Make your blood prove that
They can get down to rock
(what?) , rock the role
So take it from the move faker (what?)
Check the skull for lyrical
Incision into your brainwave
The same name that I made in this game
Put shame to your name
Attempted to rock in the same rank
As I fly six footer
Beef looter, rhyme shooter, style maker
Girl taker, bread maker, for shaker
Dead waker
Cream faker, Earthquaker, headacher
Make you want to visit the lab again
Check the drawing board
With the rhythmn as a shield and
The mic as a sword

"Oh yeah" echoed "You make me" laughter
"Oh yeah" echoed "Get on it"
"You make me" laughter "Oh yeah" echoed
"You make me" laugther "Oh yeah" echoed
"Get on it" echoed

Theoretical arts of my mind
Burns onto loose leaf
Third dimensional verse put walkman on curves
Microscopic techniques plain as day
For you to see mental cataclysm
Smoked out brown physicalism
Is it I? The kardinal pulling your string
Nigga do, niggas say, check who you be, nigga
Could you figure the trigger finger could
Be the key to lock thee own your own soul
Taken for faking the funkorama
Be I see drama on the daily
Not anything I can't handle, bitch
So should you
Or your crew could get f - up by one dub
And all my niggas want love
Witness the star toucher, I bust a
Scream for my team that's guaranteed
To make your eyes scream
You scream, we all scream
When faced with Armageddon
When my empire strikes back
Return of the Jedi don't make me laugh

"Oh yeah" echoed "You make me" laughter
"Oh yeah" echoed "Get on it"
"You make me" laughter "Oh yeah" echoed
"You make me" laugther "Oh yeah" echoed
"Get on it" echoed

I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Not a Puerto Rican, but I love the Chiquitas
Meeting behind the speakers
Each and every week
This old freak named Nikita wants the
Kardinal to be the face sit
You'll get dis-graced kid
Cut, bug up you and your baby because I blew
Up the spot, Carl P gave me a clue
Now we rocking 1-0-8 down to
88 point negative 2, ewe
Big up the Offishall gal crew
It's Mr richie if you never knew
Now you know, so ho, don't disrupt the flow
Cause, I'll make your little sister turn pro
Don't make me laugh

"Oh yeah" echoed "You make me" laughter
"Oh yeah" echoed "Get on it"
"You make me" laughter "Oh yeah" echoed
"You make me" laugther "Oh yeah" echoed
"Get on it" echoed