True Fuschnick Lyrics
| Song | True Fuschnick |
| Artist | Fu-Schnickens |
| Album | F.U. Don't Take It Personal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Ali, Jones, Maturine ... | |
| I don't wanna grow up cuz I'm a True Fuschnick | |
| We got a million styles that we compile | |
| That we can play with | |
| I'm a True, what? I am a True Fushnick | |
| [x3] | |
| So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick? | |
| I'm a rowdy roddy piper I flash my dread sherlock Holmes | |
| The thicker the richer the bigger the dread | |
| So I don't need no honeycomb | |
| So eeney, meeney, miney, mo good goobelly goo I bumped my toe | |
| Oh-oh, "oh-oh better get Maoco" chocolate Chip's about to flow | |
| The super the cola the fraja the listic expialadope Chip | |
| When the mic is gripped in ridobidobip bip da be bong de dang, Bo! | |
| Cuz worries and boderations when i raps it up again and again But not | |
| With the same FU style I'm wicked and wild and versatile | |
| When the mic is gripped by Chip you better believe it's worth your while | |
| Pause for the cause stop make way hurry up | |
| Here I come come come | |
| My lyrical styles are not to ifos nos in other words | |
| They're not soft son rocks it rigade raggamuffin say it backwards | |
| Aggarniffum so abra Fu alacazam run come follow me man | |
| Put it by one phenomenon huminahumina I'm not done | |
| Me-oh-me oh my hello hello hi | |
| I'm not Huckleberry Finn I'm still speaking, shoo, fly | |
| Don't bother i | |
| So Fe hello hifi Fu fo, i make shapes with Pay-dough re me | |
| Near far then I will stitch sew Lipton Tea bo Tae Kwon Do | |
| Lyrics are bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, | |
| Bubbling,bubbling,bubbling,bubbling,bubbling,bubbling,bubbling, | |
| Bubbling til' they're boiled | |
| So don't drink the milk, Why? Cause it's rotten in other words it's | |
| Spoiled | |
| So don't say drats, drats double or triple or quadruple drats | |
| Me big and me black and me hot up de spot G jumping Jehosphats | |
| Some mic's rhymes ain't saying jack nor Jill | |
| And of my styles they peak-a-boo o what I | |
| Doo wa diddy diddy dum diddy FU | |
| So peace to his FU, peace to the FU | |
| And a true FU, Poc Fu, is what I dub you | |
| I'm a True, what I am a True Fuschnick | |
| Repeat 3X | |
| So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick? | |
| Rock n' roll, rock'n roll! | |
| What's up with hip-hop, reggae, let's kick some soul | |
| I'll be a braveman like Captain Caveman | |
| Unga bunga, yapple-daple | |
| Oh, snap! Holy batfu, it's an apple | |
| The capital P.O.C. is on a fliptop so hip, hip hooray | |
| Move out my way | |
| Check out what I cockadoodle doo | |
| See it's true I needed psychiatric help | |
| When I was small I had "Poc-Fu" on my nameplate belt | |
| Then at last suffering succotash I waste no more time | |
| Used my noodle yankee doodle came up with a rhyme | |
| That was wild, bugged, delirious, looney | |
| Damn! it's hittin' hard | |
| That's word to Jerry Cooney | |
| Knocking heads off shoulders rippin' em clean | |
| You can even ask iddy (why?) he know what I mean | |
| Cuz I'm a | |
| I'm a True, what? I am a True Fuschnick | |
| [x3] | |
| So sit, Buddah sit what lyrical styles should we kick? | |
| Moc's on wax grip, this ain't no demo | |
| Don't even try to flex or uck-fay with my | |
| Mental contender, Apollo | |
| Time for training, jack | |
| Agenda. The M.O. also the Asian Mack | |
| In fact I will attract, shock shit, a True Fuschnick | |
| Classified as I crop to the crip | |
| Not a gimmick to the limit, upset, confused, | |
| You gotta want | |
| From the excess food called waste | |
| But a taste of oriental True Fu | |
| No haste as I pace | |
| Gogoo gogoo, nanoo-nanoo | |
| Styles that'll have you becomin' a Fuschnick too | |
| Psyche! | |
| Wait a minute, you thought that I was finished | |
| Beginnin' in a hum endin' in a beat drum | |
| Beat? | |
| You like it, it's comin' from the Tribe, side by side | |
| Third stage is the Moc | |
| Unifying lyrics until my tongue drops | |
| Considered as an mc klepto | |
| Techniques could be beat, you think so? | |
| Hell, no! | |
| Romp and rage upon the scene like a lyrical | |
| Ninja master | |
| Crazy zany voiced out styles | |
| That had ya in a dimension as I mentioned | |
| A True Fu steppin' | |
| All attention to the Micken | |
| Styles that I am kickin', whippin', flexin, never flippin | |
| Asian that is hittin' hard until my cup runneth over | |
| Like a boulder never told ya | |
| The M.O. was in control of | |
| Oriental styles to compile or get with | |
| Fiend as I hold the mic with a tight grip | |
| Slipped! | |
| Ha, ha, ha! | |
| That's what you get when you mess around with a True Fuschnick | |
| I'm a True, what? I am a True Fuschnick | |
| [x3] | |
| So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick |
| zuo qu : Ali, Jones, Maturine ... | |
| I don' t wanna grow up cuz I' m a True Fuschnick | |
| We got a million styles that we compile | |
| That we can play with | |
| I' m a True, what? I am a True Fushnick | |
| x3 | |
| So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick? | |
| I' m a rowdy roddy piper I flash my dread sherlock Holmes | |
| The thicker the richer the bigger the dread | |
| So I don' t need no honeycomb | |
| So eeney, meeney, miney, mo good goobelly goo I bumped my toe | |
| Ohoh, " ohoh better get Maoco" chocolate Chip' s about to flow | |
| The super the cola the fraja the listic expialadope Chip | |
| When the mic is gripped in ridobidobip bip da be bong de dang, Bo! | |
| Cuz worries and boderations when i raps it up again and again But not | |
| With the same FU style I' m wicked and wild and versatile | |
| When the mic is gripped by Chip you better believe it' s worth your while | |
| Pause for the cause stop make way hurry up | |
| Here I come come come | |
| My lyrical styles are not to ifos nos in other words | |
| They' re not soft son rocks it rigade raggamuffin say it backwards | |
| Aggarniffum so abra Fu alacazam run come follow me man | |
| Put it by one phenomenon huminahumina I' m not done | |
| Meohme oh my hello hello hi | |
| I' m not Huckleberry Finn I' m still speaking, shoo, fly | |
| Don' t bother i | |
| So Fe hello hifi Fu fo, i make shapes with Paydough re me | |
| Near far then I will stitch sew Lipton Tea bo Tae Kwon Do | |
| Lyrics are bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, | |
| Bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, | |
| Bubbling til' they' re boiled | |
| So don' t drink the milk, Why? Cause it' s rotten in other words it' s | |
| Spoiled | |
| So don' t say drats, drats double or triple or quadruple drats | |
| Me big and me black and me hot up de spot G jumping Jehosphats | |
| Some mic' s rhymes ain' t saying jack nor Jill | |
| And of my styles they peakaboo o what I | |
| Doo wa diddy diddy dum diddy FU | |
| So peace to his FU, peace to the FU | |
| And a true FU, Poc Fu, is what I dub you | |
| I' m a True, what I am a True Fuschnick | |
| Repeat 3X | |
| So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick? | |
| Rock n' roll, rock' n roll! | |
| What' s up with hiphop, reggae, let' s kick some soul | |
| I' ll be a braveman like Captain Caveman | |
| Unga bunga, yappledaple | |
| Oh, snap! Holy batfu, it' s an apple | |
| The capital P. O. C. is on a fliptop so hip, hip hooray | |
| Move out my way | |
| Check out what I cockadoodle doo | |
| See it' s true I needed psychiatric help | |
| When I was small I had " PocFu" on my nameplate belt | |
| Then at last suffering succotash I waste no more time | |
| Used my noodle yankee doodle came up with a rhyme | |
| That was wild, bugged, delirious, looney | |
| Damn! it' s hittin' hard | |
| That' s word to Jerry Cooney | |
| Knocking heads off shoulders rippin' em clean | |
| You can even ask iddy why? he know what I mean | |
| Cuz I' m a | |
| I' m a True, what? I am a True Fuschnick | |
| x3 | |
| So sit, Buddah sit what lyrical styles should we kick? | |
| Moc' s on wax grip, this ain' t no demo | |
| Don' t even try to flex or uckfay with my | |
| Mental contender, Apollo | |
| Time for training, jack | |
| Agenda. The M. O. also the Asian Mack | |
| In fact I will attract, shock shit, a True Fuschnick | |
| Classified as I crop to the crip | |
| Not a gimmick to the limit, upset, confused, | |
| You gotta want | |
| From the excess food called waste | |
| But a taste of oriental True Fu | |
| No haste as I pace | |
| Gogoo gogoo, nanoonanoo | |
| Styles that' ll have you becomin' a Fuschnick too | |
| Psyche! | |
| Wait a minute, you thought that I was finished | |
| Beginnin' in a hum endin' in a beat drum | |
| Beat? | |
| You like it, it' s comin' from the Tribe, side by side | |
| Third stage is the Moc | |
| Unifying lyrics until my tongue drops | |
| Considered as an mc klepto | |
| Techniques could be beat, you think so? | |
| Hell, no! | |
| Romp and rage upon the scene like a lyrical | |
| Ninja master | |
| Crazy zany voiced out styles | |
| That had ya in a dimension as I mentioned | |
| A True Fu steppin' | |
| All attention to the Micken | |
| Styles that I am kickin', whippin', flexin, never flippin | |
| Asian that is hittin' hard until my cup runneth over | |
| Like a boulder never told ya | |
| The M. O. was in control of | |
| Oriental styles to compile or get with | |
| Fiend as I hold the mic with a tight grip | |
| Slipped! | |
| Ha, ha, ha! | |
| That' s what you get when you mess around with a True Fuschnick | |
| I' m a True, what? I am a True Fuschnick | |
| x3 | |
| So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick |
| zuò qǔ : Ali, Jones, Maturine ... | |
| I don' t wanna grow up cuz I' m a True Fuschnick | |
| We got a million styles that we compile | |
| That we can play with | |
| I' m a True, what? I am a True Fushnick | |
| x3 | |
| So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick? | |
| I' m a rowdy roddy piper I flash my dread sherlock Holmes | |
| The thicker the richer the bigger the dread | |
| So I don' t need no honeycomb | |
| So eeney, meeney, miney, mo good goobelly goo I bumped my toe | |
| Ohoh, " ohoh better get Maoco" chocolate Chip' s about to flow | |
| The super the cola the fraja the listic expialadope Chip | |
| When the mic is gripped in ridobidobip bip da be bong de dang, Bo! | |
| Cuz worries and boderations when i raps it up again and again But not | |
| With the same FU style I' m wicked and wild and versatile | |
| When the mic is gripped by Chip you better believe it' s worth your while | |
| Pause for the cause stop make way hurry up | |
| Here I come come come | |
| My lyrical styles are not to ifos nos in other words | |
| They' re not soft son rocks it rigade raggamuffin say it backwards | |
| Aggarniffum so abra Fu alacazam run come follow me man | |
| Put it by one phenomenon huminahumina I' m not done | |
| Meohme oh my hello hello hi | |
| I' m not Huckleberry Finn I' m still speaking, shoo, fly | |
| Don' t bother i | |
| So Fe hello hifi Fu fo, i make shapes with Paydough re me | |
| Near far then I will stitch sew Lipton Tea bo Tae Kwon Do | |
| Lyrics are bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, | |
| Bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, | |
| Bubbling til' they' re boiled | |
| So don' t drink the milk, Why? Cause it' s rotten in other words it' s | |
| Spoiled | |
| So don' t say drats, drats double or triple or quadruple drats | |
| Me big and me black and me hot up de spot G jumping Jehosphats | |
| Some mic' s rhymes ain' t saying jack nor Jill | |
| And of my styles they peakaboo o what I | |
| Doo wa diddy diddy dum diddy FU | |
| So peace to his FU, peace to the FU | |
| And a true FU, Poc Fu, is what I dub you | |
| I' m a True, what I am a True Fuschnick | |
| Repeat 3X | |
| So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick? | |
| Rock n' roll, rock' n roll! | |
| What' s up with hiphop, reggae, let' s kick some soul | |
| I' ll be a braveman like Captain Caveman | |
| Unga bunga, yappledaple | |
| Oh, snap! Holy batfu, it' s an apple | |
| The capital P. O. C. is on a fliptop so hip, hip hooray | |
| Move out my way | |
| Check out what I cockadoodle doo | |
| See it' s true I needed psychiatric help | |
| When I was small I had " PocFu" on my nameplate belt | |
| Then at last suffering succotash I waste no more time | |
| Used my noodle yankee doodle came up with a rhyme | |
| That was wild, bugged, delirious, looney | |
| Damn! it' s hittin' hard | |
| That' s word to Jerry Cooney | |
| Knocking heads off shoulders rippin' em clean | |
| You can even ask iddy why? he know what I mean | |
| Cuz I' m a | |
| I' m a True, what? I am a True Fuschnick | |
| x3 | |
| So sit, Buddah sit what lyrical styles should we kick? | |
| Moc' s on wax grip, this ain' t no demo | |
| Don' t even try to flex or uckfay with my | |
| Mental contender, Apollo | |
| Time for training, jack | |
| Agenda. The M. O. also the Asian Mack | |
| In fact I will attract, shock shit, a True Fuschnick | |
| Classified as I crop to the crip | |
| Not a gimmick to the limit, upset, confused, | |
| You gotta want | |
| From the excess food called waste | |
| But a taste of oriental True Fu | |
| No haste as I pace | |
| Gogoo gogoo, nanoonanoo | |
| Styles that' ll have you becomin' a Fuschnick too | |
| Psyche! | |
| Wait a minute, you thought that I was finished | |
| Beginnin' in a hum endin' in a beat drum | |
| Beat? | |
| You like it, it' s comin' from the Tribe, side by side | |
| Third stage is the Moc | |
| Unifying lyrics until my tongue drops | |
| Considered as an mc klepto | |
| Techniques could be beat, you think so? | |
| Hell, no! | |
| Romp and rage upon the scene like a lyrical | |
| Ninja master | |
| Crazy zany voiced out styles | |
| That had ya in a dimension as I mentioned | |
| A True Fu steppin' | |
| All attention to the Micken | |
| Styles that I am kickin', whippin', flexin, never flippin | |
| Asian that is hittin' hard until my cup runneth over | |
| Like a boulder never told ya | |
| The M. O. was in control of | |
| Oriental styles to compile or get with | |
| Fiend as I hold the mic with a tight grip | |
| Slipped! | |
| Ha, ha, ha! | |
| That' s what you get when you mess around with a True Fuschnick | |
| I' m a True, what? I am a True Fuschnick | |
| x3 | |
| So sit, Buddah, sit what lyrical styles should we kick |
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