Busta Rhymes - Sound Of The Zeekers Lyrics
Verse 1: crackerjacksI got the adiblesDe-deing-zak-zeek-zo goods to eatWhat to the manilla on your paperIts the rattle with the crackerjack caperNow whos said that I was all for my ownNot did a flesson-flit to brontosaurus onHere goes the adible eats cos I eat sweetsNot stakes summits I got stylesStyles!Get it honney tell inning to winningRun miles and miles to the speakerSuper-propelicker its the sound of the zeekersOh!Verse 2: gollie gGollie g bumblebee ring around the rosieA quacka full of hosie the hip hop scooby doo whyWhatch the jar drop let the sunset stopBang!Was my friend to the endChukie was a lucky so heres your end friendI sets the show aint brocoli and riceThe newer to the new not the old spiceMind over matter its got a true-school-blueBetty cracker made it betterPoindex the flex to track by bustaWith a little bit of sore from the crackerjack storeStill at willFor field up the skill for the jill by the jackMisguided mojo swing low stringSing along as I bring along with the songSedated by the maid, meenie mi moYo, gotta go, gotta gotta go so!On and off but the ending yet stick aroundCos the zeeko gots the soundChorus 1:Jeepers, creepers, its the sound of the zeekers x2Verse 3: sha-nowNeverlettheysaid I like a tracksLeaders of the new school want the first pathFlow with this groovy trackWelcome to sound of the zeekersJust not get trap taste this lyrical blissTo the brain sha-now here theres no shameIn my game let me be your remedy manI can hit your ears with the words that I shareSoTaste this feel forenow I made the graveA rumpely sound that you have to obeySha-now in tropical later or here on the sceneSounds of the zeekers just not a dreamVerse 4: rumpletilkinzIm drizzy on may Im be on the ill tateIm simply teaching I representing tripulateDown the negative add the positivePass me why thats my polarityI just ghetto, look ghetto, came from the ghettoBut now I got elevel with the flowI riding from the bottom go straight to the topWhen Im only in graping on the hip hop popIm crossing the line heading for the borderFeel a quite thirsty, need a cup of waterToilet in grandplans they like sub treplets90s are the year of the rumpeltilskinzTake it all witches in throwem in ditchesIf you front to this you just kit stitchesDown with the rumpeltil and I love the redskinzShould I begin trancept by friendsGeronimo not the animal I dance canibalOn the dance floor I willing and able to freakAny zeek and Im outVerse 5: kallie weedNow this is kallie weed pum the versionBut then its want to me want to no understand (bow, bow!)And when me come about it dance me understand lumpting (bow, bow!)It want to the move now is Im moving on bottom (bow, bow!)De inna de dance with lons (bow, bow!)Then bu-bum you janord and northest (bow, bow!)North east south and west everybody move unploress (bow, bow!)Inna de 90s hit aye aye (aye aye, aye aye)Chorus 2:Fim fi fo fum, let all the zeekers in the danceFim fi fo fum, charlie brown make the dance aroundVerse 6: charlie brownZipiddy dooh doh zipeddy dah, ow!Thats only one charlie brown zeeker of the speakerMuch getting louder lunchtime all out with the chines[peanuts teacher speaking] ow!Crackerjacks taking your backAirer like a track now relaters reactCome in to flow, come in to flowBetter vacation never the less kick pick stickJump the pump grass, nooooowNo bizz like showbizz, brown there is!Babble vibrate the ground got speakersOw, ow, zeekers!Verse 7: dinco dL - o - n - s!Zeeker with zest zen jive as crazyMinds combine elevating the mazeOf a cartible character scripture of a picturePicture mister d - I - n - c - o!Be a fool but speaker with averageEver number one but aint not its rattle gameSo I zone and zones of I beenA special with sounds so ill I be witnessSee like zack the lego maniacYou ask whats that? I said bring it backVerse 8: cut-monitor miloI got short dreadlocks and right pad seekers!Illing on this track call sound of the zeekers!Before I cut low miss this go-neDoing all the merger a fiss in a bledgerSee I dont ride wolves cos I know be fakingDont eat bacon cos thats for sakingMy heavy-digits stay ultra makedNo need to play hot cos I cant be frozenJust take this as a mailpress tokenHow many pennies do you need to laces?How do you know when you have a six centsPeem peem peem! its the sound of my beeperAnd the name of this track its sound of the zeekersVerse 9: busta rhymesI love the feminine fats when they go (hah, hah)To the hitty-bitty bust then show (hah, hah)Babe babe doll, babe babe babe dollShowing you busta rhymes will never fallEverybody in the house have you zeeking make some noise(aahhhh yeah yeah yeah!) people that we recogingBeam back that sound from the blooming (hah, hah)That beatiful sound Im loving (hah, hah)You find a move riding to the show bizzCome to speak, what? in the lab of noizesSo back off your bats and your creaturesReact sit back and listen to the sound of the zeekers!Done!
