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The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime time
The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime timeThe kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime time
The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime timeNow ain't this some old shit, I'm bringin' it round the back like no question
I'm swingin' 'em with the cranes and I'm swayz like the Jetsons
I wreck shit, I biggity-blast off, duke, I'm hectic
Just look at the funk that I brung from the young and the restlessDon't test this, I'm miggity-makin' yens in Japan
Diggity-don't give a fuck 'cos I rap like Saran or antiperspirant
I riggity-roll my punctures like a speed stick
I giggity-got the pops so kniggity-knock when you need itSo freak it, I speak it, I giggity-gots ta bring it
We're freakin' a track for Jersey, yo Krazyie spring it
Speak of the devil, figgity-fuck the dumb shit, it's over soldier
I riggity-roll just like a bulldozerI'm kniggity-knockin' butts and smokin' blunts that's my slogan
Check it, I wriggity-wreck more heads than Hulk Hogan
No jokin', I be's the, um, best at how I'm speakin'

I riggity-rock a show and pack 'em in like Puerto RicansI'm phat, I biggity-bang heads like Jerry Cooney
I'm swingin' the shit from West, pump her up to the booty
Buster, I miggity-musta stunned ya, blunder
You blewa, I speak it, I freak it, I'm super, so do aThe kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime time
The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime timeThe kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime time
The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime timeBiggity-bang boomer, biggity-bust the lunatic rhymer
I riggity-rings more bells than Flo from Mel's Diner
I'm giggity-gettin' props because of the rhymes that I be bustin'
I'm sorry about, the condoms, sugar, you must provide the suction, 'cosI got more greenbacks than the land of the West got sea stacks
Simplest, I'll call you Snuggle if you puss-sy gab, so
Look at me flippin' the tongue, bringin' the fun, pass the Hoover
I'm swingity-swingin' the funk, bangin' her trunks in BermudaI dribbity-drop rungs, smoke blunts then drop my dipper
I piggity-pass the miggity-microphone to my nigga
Hot damn, higgity-here I am, check it Mister
I'm rippin' the track to dreads or you're dead from my fists of furyI biggity-be's the damn judge and jury
I'm cliggity-clockin' G's 'cos these chumps always bore me
Yo baby, I drippity-drops nuff grammar
I'm rippity-rippin' shop wit my nigga Boogie BangerI got loot, I got knock boots to Argentina
Ya stupid, I either wanna Benz or a beamer
So take that, I'm piggity-puttin' your pipe when I'm smokin'
Y'know kid, I ripped it for fun, no jokin', 'cos yaThe kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime time
The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime timeThe kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime time
The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime timeWell I'll be damned, higgity-here I am, check the slang, hops
I biggity-bump chicks wit them chicks from here to Bangkok
You're Bedrock, now piggity-pass the blunt, sonny
And let me piggity-pucker up and grab my nuts like Al BundyI glassed 'em, I grits 'em, I shiggity-shoots my jizzum
I giigity-gots more loot than your tooth got the wisdom
Believe dat, I'm criggity-crackin' skulls when I'm rowdy
I biggity-bang boots and hang loose like Jim GrowlskiI miggity-makes 'em rock like Mr. Gillespie makes 'em dizzy
I piggity-pass the mic now, yo Krayzie get busy
Shit's thick, I'm quick to stick a chick wit my dick like a sniper
Type O, fella that's hyperActive, captive, plus I'm attractive
Horse for the course, suck my drawers then I'm back, kid
Styley, rowdy, then yo I'm Audi
5 wit my loot, got more troops than in SaudiArabia, maybe I, marry me an actress
Find her, phone her, bone her on the mattress
Tasket, tisket, Polly wanna biscuit
Figgity-fuck the cracker, I'm the rapper that rip it, 'cos yoThe kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime time
The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime timeThe kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime time
The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime timeThe kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime time
The kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime timeThe kids from Brooklyn to T-Neck, y'know I'm sayin'
Brooklyn's prime time

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The duo “Das EFX” emerged in 1991 from the well-established East Coast Hip-Hop scene. The group is composed of Willie “Skoob” Hines and Andre “Krazy Drayz” Weston. With their first album “Dead serious” released in 1992, the group creates a mini-revolution by using an ultra-fast rap associated with funky beats. The album was a commercial success. The following year, Das EFX released their second LP “Straight up Sewaside", “Hold it down” in 1995, and “Generation EFX” in 1998. Their last album was "How We Do" which was released in 2003.


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