Dr Octagon - 3000 Lyrics
Three thousand!!!Three thousand!!I crank up lyrical flows, spit spats, whats thatThe pattern records, dont touch the dats, yoCheck out the pro skills, medic fulfillsContact react to style Im back you lackChannels and handles, automators on the panelsTurnin knobs you slobs suckers like baskin robsCarvel dont tell your whole crew is ice cream fudgeRappers that budge, makin moves step in groovesAnd ride the pace like at thirty-three dark shadesNow you seein meRap moves on to the year three thousandThree thousand!Three thousand!Three thousand!Let me shuffle red red red see the black heart it aint hardPick and choose you lose oops you lostCheck out the boss on broadway down to walkwaysSuckers with mics that end up with tooth decayI, the doctor, stop ya, in your world rock yaHeads bop, forever tunes and they wont stop like hip-hopKeeps growing, sick of sick of showingScratches in matress business money reattaches worldwideDeep inside stops the diamond rocksIn a million world, billion world, quitrillion worldRap moves on to the year three thousandThree thousand!Three thousand!Three thousand!Three thousand!As space Ive shown participator acts walk up clog up and mess upWater down the sound, that comes from the ghettoIn the middle the core you tour explore experienceWhat is real you feel, changing waysCommercial raps in the grave, stuff on disc thats very wackThat you saved, you think its good wont go platinumOr even turn wood, sell the cassetteYour homeys tape deck gets wetYou my pet, my poodle chicken noodles on the riseOpen your eyes and see my lifeRap moves on to the year three thousand!Three thousand!!Three thousand!!Three thousand!!Three thousand!!!
