Verbal Massage Lyrics
| Song | Verbal Massage |
| Artist | Prime Minister Pete Nice |
| Artist | Daddy Rich |
| Album | Dust to Dust |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fernandez, Nash, Padilla | |
| What could it be, y'all, massage oriental? | |
| (Ang)-Fu-Young rhymin over instrumentals? | |
| Never paid for ass, sent the geisha to the gogo | |
| Verbs drop solid, stimmulate ya like a porno | |
| I hit the mental on the [ ] rental | |
| Used to stroke skins, to the (fredricks) I'll be gentle | |
| Many tried the technique, gettin with the ill speak | |
| Lyrically correct, even when I take a leak | |
| So I zip my zipper, it's one for the gipper | |
| Daily routine for the malt liquor sipper | |
| So, how, did you get the verbals? | |
| Mr. Prime Minister who used to give the herbals | |
| Born, yes I'm born, you could say genetical | |
| When it comes to concepts, you could say my head's full | |
| Focus on the surface, not the shades of epidermes | |
| Verbals from the Prime and Daddy Rich'll get you nervous | |
| [VERSE 2] | |
| Blind man bluffin, mr. puffy puffin | |
| The extra-strength lyrical soothin like a bufferin | |
| I huff and I puff, and I blow you out the box, and | |
| While the non-believers be the first people jockin | |
| I climb and I climb up the incline, I push | |
| I rhyme and I rhyme, then I push in the bush | |
| Versatile like a ginzu, gentle like a Hindu | |
| Foes try the suicide, jumpin out the window | |
| Life's a bitch, but you can change the channel | |
| What's a ball player if he ain't got a handle? | |
| Verbs flow over the beats by the Nuts, and | |
| If you got nothin, then your verbs'll get you somethin | |
| [VERSE 3] | |
| I'm the verbal masseuse, quick to knock the boots | |
| Came to shed light on the doubt with some proof | |
| I go conjunction, junctions with the function | |
| [Ain't the two-bit] with the Jerry Kooney-punch, and | |
| 1 to the 2, and the 3, and you're stuck up | |
| Honest Abe Lincoln, and I ain't the type to suck up | |
| To the hip-hop, drop a verse on the drum kit | |
| Bring it to the Def Jam, and then release the fat shit | |
| Figure I'm bigger, you better pull the trigger | |
| I [ ] ya, and then I leave ya with the gravedigger | |
| Then you might see me soup you up like a wanton | |
| I soak up the knowledge, soak it up like a tampon | |
| Original flavor b.c. Fred and Wilma | |
| Cause yo, I drop my shit like the Long Don Silver | |
| I stagger, the track is movin similar to turtles | |
| It's fertile, I let loose the verbals |
| zuo ci : Fernandez, Nash, Padilla | |
| What could it be, y' all, massage oriental? | |
| Ang FuYoung rhymin over instrumentals? | |
| Never paid for ass, sent the geisha to the gogo | |
| Verbs drop solid, stimmulate ya like a porno | |
| I hit the mental on the rental | |
| Used to stroke skins, to the fredricks I' ll be gentle | |
| Many tried the technique, gettin with the ill speak | |
| Lyrically correct, even when I take a leak | |
| So I zip my zipper, it' s one for the gipper | |
| Daily routine for the malt liquor sipper | |
| So, how, did you get the verbals? | |
| Mr. Prime Minister who used to give the herbals | |
| Born, yes I' m born, you could say genetical | |
| When it comes to concepts, you could say my head' s full | |
| Focus on the surface, not the shades of epidermes | |
| Verbals from the Prime and Daddy Rich' ll get you nervous | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Blind man bluffin, mr. puffy puffin | |
| The extrastrength lyrical soothin like a bufferin | |
| I huff and I puff, and I blow you out the box, and | |
| While the nonbelievers be the first people jockin | |
| I climb and I climb up the incline, I push | |
| I rhyme and I rhyme, then I push in the bush | |
| Versatile like a ginzu, gentle like a Hindu | |
| Foes try the suicide, jumpin out the window | |
| Life' s a bitch, but you can change the channel | |
| What' s a ball player if he ain' t got a handle? | |
| Verbs flow over the beats by the Nuts, and | |
| If you got nothin, then your verbs' ll get you somethin | |
| VERSE 3 | |
| I' m the verbal masseuse, quick to knock the boots | |
| Came to shed light on the doubt with some proof | |
| I go conjunction, junctions with the function | |
| Ain' t the twobit with the Jerry Kooneypunch, and | |
| 1 to the 2, and the 3, and you' re stuck up | |
| Honest Abe Lincoln, and I ain' t the type to suck up | |
| To the hiphop, drop a verse on the drum kit | |
| Bring it to the Def Jam, and then release the fat shit | |
| Figure I' m bigger, you better pull the trigger | |
| I ya, and then I leave ya with the gravedigger | |
| Then you might see me soup you up like a wanton | |
| I soak up the knowledge, soak it up like a tampon | |
| Original flavor b. c. Fred and Wilma | |
| Cause yo, I drop my shit like the Long Don Silver | |
| I stagger, the track is movin similar to turtles | |
| It' s fertile, I let loose the verbals |
| zuò cí : Fernandez, Nash, Padilla | |
| What could it be, y' all, massage oriental? | |
| Ang FuYoung rhymin over instrumentals? | |
| Never paid for ass, sent the geisha to the gogo | |
| Verbs drop solid, stimmulate ya like a porno | |
| I hit the mental on the rental | |
| Used to stroke skins, to the fredricks I' ll be gentle | |
| Many tried the technique, gettin with the ill speak | |
| Lyrically correct, even when I take a leak | |
| So I zip my zipper, it' s one for the gipper | |
| Daily routine for the malt liquor sipper | |
| So, how, did you get the verbals? | |
| Mr. Prime Minister who used to give the herbals | |
| Born, yes I' m born, you could say genetical | |
| When it comes to concepts, you could say my head' s full | |
| Focus on the surface, not the shades of epidermes | |
| Verbals from the Prime and Daddy Rich' ll get you nervous | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Blind man bluffin, mr. puffy puffin | |
| The extrastrength lyrical soothin like a bufferin | |
| I huff and I puff, and I blow you out the box, and | |
| While the nonbelievers be the first people jockin | |
| I climb and I climb up the incline, I push | |
| I rhyme and I rhyme, then I push in the bush | |
| Versatile like a ginzu, gentle like a Hindu | |
| Foes try the suicide, jumpin out the window | |
| Life' s a bitch, but you can change the channel | |
| What' s a ball player if he ain' t got a handle? | |
| Verbs flow over the beats by the Nuts, and | |
| If you got nothin, then your verbs' ll get you somethin | |
| VERSE 3 | |
| I' m the verbal masseuse, quick to knock the boots | |
| Came to shed light on the doubt with some proof | |
| I go conjunction, junctions with the function | |
| Ain' t the twobit with the Jerry Kooneypunch, and | |
| 1 to the 2, and the 3, and you' re stuck up | |
| Honest Abe Lincoln, and I ain' t the type to suck up | |
| To the hiphop, drop a verse on the drum kit | |
| Bring it to the Def Jam, and then release the fat shit | |
| Figure I' m bigger, you better pull the trigger | |
| I ya, and then I leave ya with the gravedigger | |
| Then you might see me soup you up like a wanton | |
| I soak up the knowledge, soak it up like a tampon | |
| Original flavor b. c. Fred and Wilma | |
| Cause yo, I drop my shit like the Long Don Silver | |
| I stagger, the track is movin similar to turtles | |
| It' s fertile, I let loose the verbals |
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