THREE TIMES DOPE - Once More You Hear The Dope Stuff lyrics

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Once more you hear the dope stuff

3-D is officially in the house

I'm about to cold diss, and ain't no time to get warm

So get ready for the brainstorm

On my way and I'm comin on strong

Oh so correct so you better get a move on

Rollin, controllin and got soul, ock

For a bankroll I'm crazy like a fox

Keep a fresh knot down in my socks

Never caught chillin with a baldilocks

Now I came here to say some crazy knowledge

Wax the suckers who need a good polish

Joined by the Fly Assassin on the fader

Shakin the cuts to rock the whole equator

Played on your favorite radio station

Hear the crystal clear manifestation

Makin all the ones, takin the guns

You hear the voice of the true Acknickulous One

I was chosen to do all the shows and

Make all the doughs and clock all the hoes and

I'm not a brother with a little bit of say-so

Freak your mind like you're puffin a turbo

EST kicks it cause I got a passion

I desire to stay in fashion

Cold gettin busy on the tempo

To let you know that I'm runnin the show

You wanna get stupid, I get just the same

Didn't come here to play no games

So don't trick or treat me

Go for what you know if you think you can beat me

Come on Holmes, if you're with this

You can get bust with a little bit of quickness

Never had to use a lot

Cause soon as I open my mouth I get hot

And I'll melt your recital

Bugged out rhymes with a weirdo title

Takin you out is vital

Shinin with the high pro glow cause I'm mellow

EST the Unusual Fellow

Make you shake, vibrate just like jell-o

Cause I'm your loudspeaker

Go without the fuss like a nutra sweetener

Come on Gavlin, you know the beat's travelin

So you might as well pack your bags and

Listen to the smooth move rhymer

To your ears it's like two weeks in the Bahamas

Plenty of sunshine, plenty of dope rhymes

Like caviar served with white wine

Now you know

Three Times Dope cold runnin the show

Hold up, what's up with all these suckers on stage?

Make like a mixer and fade

You ain't paid, so go on back to your freebie

I'm the only beneficiary here, buddy

Tellin you one time and that's it

Don't touch the mic if your rhyme ain't the -

And you know it ain't, so why don't you just splurge

Swore up and down I was about to curse

But the joke's on you, you nut

Cause cursin on wax really is not cool

Say what you gotta say, shout out peace

Fade down beat and let the music cease

I'll go on and on and on and on

Because the Sinister writes the songs

And they be fresh to make the whole world sing

Chuck Nice gets wicked on the beatbox thing

This goes out to all my competitors

You better hurry up and go for yours

But if you won't don't sweat it

Don't even worry about it cause I get it

Right about now 'pon the m-I-c

Cold sayin what's up to where I come from, HP

Just got put dee and now you know

I'm rising over the top of ya and runnin the show