| Song | Movie Scene |
| Artist | Fu-Schnickens |
| Album | F.U. Don't Take It Personal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jones, Maturine, Roachford | |
| Put it by, put it by, put it by, put it by | |
| Put it by number one phenomenon | |
| Come follow me now, mon | |
| Cuz Mr. Chip Fu is the Don | |
| I think I'll tikki than I will tembo | |
| Then I will no-so, then I will rembo | |
| Paribari rucheep yo, Poc pass me that pen, yo, right | |
| They can't catch this lyrical style that's wicked and wild | |
| That I display | |
| Slick and I'm quick with the rhyme tactic | |
| Taught and brought by the teacher and the sinsa | |
| So if you come test, I'm badder than the rest | |
| Style and technique is perfect | |
| Buddha taught me and it brought me | |
| Lyrical styles which is true | |
| Done by the A the E the I, I mean Chip Fu | |
| I drippity-drop on hip-hop | |
| I love rub-a-dub because it's crisp | |
| So you really got to rock, you really got to twist | |
| You got to listen to this | |
| He can't test you, he's a wimp | |
| He'll be walking with a limp | |
| So don't try to test Chip Fu, you fantail shrimp | |
| What are you, Bullwinkle or Rocky | |
| Don't start no beef or broccoli | |
| So give it up, you lost, or you better duck sauce | |
| Hey, check out our lyrical style, it's versatile | |
| And while, yeah, we still get smiles | |
| I bet you never heard nobody rhyme like us | |
| We kick our rhymes like crazy fools | |
| Eat MC's like Cheese Doodles | |
| By Banton, yo, Pass the wanton suop, troop | |
| He's talking caca | |
| Yo, what's the shock of the day, hey | |
| Say moo-goo-gai-pan, man, hey, I thought he was gay | |
| So hold his wrist up | |
| Now, I'm going to have to twist off his arm | |
| Like my boy Chip-Fu said, you should have "ringed the alarm" | |
| He call you Buckwheat, with bucked teeth | |
| Tall with Daffy Duck feet | |
| Now that's for having on Bruce Lees | |
| Your techniques stale, of course you'll fail | |
| Against the super-dope fly ebony male | |
| Ducktales! Huey, Duey, Louie, Fuey, chop suey | |
| Egg foo young's on my tongue, hey, that's kind of gooey | |
| I chopsticks with drop kicks | |
| My chow mein's plain | |
| I do the Tiger, the Snake, and the big daddy Crane | |
| I'm ready to rhyme back, I'm ready to rhyme forth [x4] | |
| Nalp retsam eht htiw CM eht mi | |
| Means I'm the MC with the master plan | |
| Dnatsrednu t'nod sCM dna detingi steg cim eht cim eht, damn | |
| Why means the mic gets ignited and MC's don't understand | |
| Down with the cop, the com, the Moc and Poc | |
| I love pih poh, which is hip hop | |
| This backwards lyrical style that I drop from the pot ytippit, the tippity | |
| Top | |
| So give me the cim, in otherwords the mic | |
| This style is epyh, oops, I mean hype | |
| I mastered a style that's not a sub nuts od I tub | |
| Togrof I spoo, oops I forgot | |
| Deppirg si cim eht nehw toh get I | |
| This style is ffur, in other words ruff | |
| I'm a true Fu-Schnicken | |
| Nekcinhcs-Uf got many many styles | |
| I write with a ebiv | |
| Always come out of a battle htiw yrotciv |
| zuo qu : Jones, Maturine, Roachford | |
| Put it by, put it by, put it by, put it by | |
| Put it by number one phenomenon | |
| Come follow me now, mon | |
| Cuz Mr. Chip Fu is the Don | |
| I think I' ll tikki than I will tembo | |
| Then I will noso, then I will rembo | |
| Paribari rucheep yo, Poc pass me that pen, yo, right | |
| They can' t catch this lyrical style that' s wicked and wild | |
| That I display | |
| Slick and I' m quick with the rhyme tactic | |
| Taught and brought by the teacher and the sinsa | |
| So if you come test, I' m badder than the rest | |
| Style and technique is perfect | |
| Buddha taught me and it brought me | |
| Lyrical styles which is true | |
| Done by the A the E the I, I mean Chip Fu | |
| I drippitydrop on hiphop | |
| I love rubadub because it' s crisp | |
| So you really got to rock, you really got to twist | |
| You got to listen to this | |
| He can' t test you, he' s a wimp | |
| He' ll be walking with a limp | |
| So don' t try to test Chip Fu, you fantail shrimp | |
| What are you, Bullwinkle or Rocky | |
| Don' t start no beef or broccoli | |
| So give it up, you lost, or you better duck sauce | |
| Hey, check out our lyrical style, it' s versatile | |
| And while, yeah, we still get smiles | |
| I bet you never heard nobody rhyme like us | |
| We kick our rhymes like crazy fools | |
| Eat MC' s like Cheese Doodles | |
| By Banton, yo, Pass the wanton suop, troop | |
| He' s talking caca | |
| Yo, what' s the shock of the day, hey | |
| Say moogoogaipan, man, hey, I thought he was gay | |
| So hold his wrist up | |
| Now, I' m going to have to twist off his arm | |
| Like my boy ChipFu said, you should have " ringed the alarm" | |
| He call you Buckwheat, with bucked teeth | |
| Tall with Daffy Duck feet | |
| Now that' s for having on Bruce Lees | |
| Your techniques stale, of course you' ll fail | |
| Against the superdope fly ebony male | |
| Ducktales! Huey, Duey, Louie, Fuey, chop suey | |
| Egg foo young' s on my tongue, hey, that' s kind of gooey | |
| I chopsticks with drop kicks | |
| My chow mein' s plain | |
| I do the Tiger, the Snake, and the big daddy Crane | |
| I' m ready to rhyme back, I' m ready to rhyme forth x4 | |
| Nalp retsam eht htiw CM eht mi | |
| Means I' m the MC with the master plan | |
| Dnatsrednu t' nod sCM dna detingi steg cim eht cim eht, damn | |
| Why means the mic gets ignited and MC' s don' t understand | |
| Down with the cop, the com, the Moc and Poc | |
| I love pih poh, which is hip hop | |
| This backwards lyrical style that I drop from the pot ytippit, the tippity | |
| Top | |
| So give me the cim, in otherwords the mic | |
| This style is epyh, oops, I mean hype | |
| I mastered a style that' s not a sub nuts od I tub | |
| Togrof I spoo, oops I forgot | |
| Deppirg si cim eht nehw toh get I | |
| This style is ffur, in other words ruff | |
| I' m a true FuSchnicken | |
| NekcinhcsUf got many many styles | |
| I write with a ebiv | |
| Always come out of a battle htiw yrotciv |
| zuò qǔ : Jones, Maturine, Roachford | |
| Put it by, put it by, put it by, put it by | |
| Put it by number one phenomenon | |
| Come follow me now, mon | |
| Cuz Mr. Chip Fu is the Don | |
| I think I' ll tikki than I will tembo | |
| Then I will noso, then I will rembo | |
| Paribari rucheep yo, Poc pass me that pen, yo, right | |
| They can' t catch this lyrical style that' s wicked and wild | |
| That I display | |
| Slick and I' m quick with the rhyme tactic | |
| Taught and brought by the teacher and the sinsa | |
| So if you come test, I' m badder than the rest | |
| Style and technique is perfect | |
| Buddha taught me and it brought me | |
| Lyrical styles which is true | |
| Done by the A the E the I, I mean Chip Fu | |
| I drippitydrop on hiphop | |
| I love rubadub because it' s crisp | |
| So you really got to rock, you really got to twist | |
| You got to listen to this | |
| He can' t test you, he' s a wimp | |
| He' ll be walking with a limp | |
| So don' t try to test Chip Fu, you fantail shrimp | |
| What are you, Bullwinkle or Rocky | |
| Don' t start no beef or broccoli | |
| So give it up, you lost, or you better duck sauce | |
| Hey, check out our lyrical style, it' s versatile | |
| And while, yeah, we still get smiles | |
| I bet you never heard nobody rhyme like us | |
| We kick our rhymes like crazy fools | |
| Eat MC' s like Cheese Doodles | |
| By Banton, yo, Pass the wanton suop, troop | |
| He' s talking caca | |
| Yo, what' s the shock of the day, hey | |
| Say moogoogaipan, man, hey, I thought he was gay | |
| So hold his wrist up | |
| Now, I' m going to have to twist off his arm | |
| Like my boy ChipFu said, you should have " ringed the alarm" | |
| He call you Buckwheat, with bucked teeth | |
| Tall with Daffy Duck feet | |
| Now that' s for having on Bruce Lees | |
| Your techniques stale, of course you' ll fail | |
| Against the superdope fly ebony male | |
| Ducktales! Huey, Duey, Louie, Fuey, chop suey | |
| Egg foo young' s on my tongue, hey, that' s kind of gooey | |
| I chopsticks with drop kicks | |
| My chow mein' s plain | |
| I do the Tiger, the Snake, and the big daddy Crane | |
| I' m ready to rhyme back, I' m ready to rhyme forth x4 | |
| Nalp retsam eht htiw CM eht mi | |
| Means I' m the MC with the master plan | |
| Dnatsrednu t' nod sCM dna detingi steg cim eht cim eht, damn | |
| Why means the mic gets ignited and MC' s don' t understand | |
| Down with the cop, the com, the Moc and Poc | |
| I love pih poh, which is hip hop | |
| This backwards lyrical style that I drop from the pot ytippit, the tippity | |
| Top | |
| So give me the cim, in otherwords the mic | |
| This style is epyh, oops, I mean hype | |
| I mastered a style that' s not a sub nuts od I tub | |
| Togrof I spoo, oops I forgot | |
| Deppirg si cim eht nehw toh get I | |
| This style is ffur, in other words ruff | |
| I' m a true FuSchnicken | |
| NekcinhcsUf got many many styles | |
| I write with a ebiv | |
| Always come out of a battle htiw yrotciv |