L.O.T.U.G. (Lords Of The Underground) (Explicit)

Comin' straight from the underground tryin' to flip my pimp lamp

Yo, there's no curse in my verse that ass still can't get

Yo, I'm doin' all my best, stand next to the best

Stand next to the Funkyman

Crazy as I get like man, jam it to me now

Lordz of the Underground, rugged props from here to Sing Sing

Grab the microphone, everybody rise the ding-ding

Now to make the noise like boom-bang-bang-pow-pow

Kickin' funky English other MC's don't know how

Plus the Funkyman makes it funky for the masses

Rock for as long as I'm not late for any classes

Many MC's have been out of the hurt list

Just because they refuse to sit back and let me work this

When it comes to throwin' up rhymes, I'm the best 'cause

You don't want no words out the rhymes like a left hook

Used to walk up on me, you can't do nothin' for me

I step on you like corny 'cause your rhymes are just too corny

You drop out like an insect, I'll go out like blackjack

Playin' like the fat man, you'll get ate like Fatback

And here I go and here I go, mustache to stereo

Get paid from this, rollin' 'round like a merry-go

Oh, here I come and here I comes, so don't start to ruck-ruck

All those that do are sure to get ducked

Well, I'm the chief rocker, been stuck like Chewbacca

But it's never empty, got dough like Betty Crocker

I'm on your wave, lips are packed like full of wave

You're chained to my sound, so with music, you're my slave

I'm not a master, just lord of the underground

Correct your systems with funky man and funky sound

So when you see me, like a snail, give me pounds

And don't say nothin' to the crew if you ain't down

It's plain and simple, it's sort of like a cymbal

That I grip the tracks of a Marley instrumental

Some say I'm buggin' and some say I'm straight bugged

It's just the mind of a brother from Low Tuck

My mouth is nasty, so beep me on the radio

Before I say, let me fuck your fuckin' ho

You know I'm crazy from my jam called "Psycho"

So don't take me up 'cause again, I might go

I'm crackin' up, I'm crackin' up, I'm up to bat, G

So step out my way before your death's a mystery

I strictly flip when I slams into the ground

I thought you heard we're the Lordz of the Underground

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Low Tuck Locc (Lordz of the Underground)

Well, I'm back from a land where some brothers seldom dwell

It's stuff like this that makes a motherfucker yell

The Underground, the Underground in every U.S. town

My tapes now have stickers 'cause my tongue's profound

I'm not a bad guy, slim, but not a small fry

You wanna test the flex, then come catch a black eye

I'm hittin' hard but not from a boulevard

You haven't guessed why the fuck they call us Lordz

Everybody's rappin' now, tryin' to make a hit

You're all in a tunnel, probably don't know shit

About how do I survive while my survival make you funky

Then give respect for the rhymes that still be chunky

I don't know what's up with you, but yo, I know one thing

Lordz of the Underground are surely here to stay

And just in case you're talkin' about comin' to take my throne

Uh-uh, my brother, you gots to get your own

See, I don't know why in the world a

Slicker think they're tryin' to win

Against the capital F-U-N-K-Y to the M-E-N

With the Low Tuck Locc, watch me check my nuts slow

You're all up in my biz, but I don't know what you want, yo

I won't exaggerate, I try to front like a play

But I got rhymes out the ass and the mic is the Preparation H

So I can set it off and let it off and unleash the smell

Of the Lordz of the Underground

Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground)

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Come on, Low Tuck Locc (Lordz of the Underground)

The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground)

Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground)

Come on, Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground)

The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground)

The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground)

The Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground)

Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground)

Lordz of the Underground (Lordz of the Underground)

The Lordz, the Lordz (The Lordz of the Underground)