Das EFX

I know some that were fucking chameleons.

One minute you're rapping like Onyx, then you rapping like Das EFX, then you rapping like Smooth the Hustler, then...

And to me, it's like, who the fuck are you? You know what I'm saying?

Right.

Yeah, move your body Inside to party We 'bout to bring it to you, kid Like we never, ever did My nigga Al G in it My nigga Shy D in it We got the girl Christine in it Got my man Big G in it Hey, yo, inside the ghetto or in a sunny meadow I'ma make you move whether woman or fellow Yo, I got the medals in the war field of respect Like a ill corn'll make your body get wet Just a ghetto child trying to live the straight and narrow Hoping that my shit'll pierce your dome like a arrow I'm sure it will, especially if it's God's will MCs, be ready to die 'cause I'ma kill All your negative feelings, standing on two feet While I make the hotties move to the hip hop beat You know it's realer, killer, realer than you can imagine Using every source of pain in my range to make it happen If I make it happen, that means I'm making motion And I'm doing my thing, causing a ill commotion Everybody do the hop, make it smooth like lotion I lay up in the piece on a incog notion You gotta do the hop You move to the beat, you don't stop Now everybody here, you do the hop You going up to cop a tamp or a brick, don't stop You got to come back and do the hop Yo, fuck the cop, you got to come back and do the hop Move 'til your body won't stop You got to do the hop Nonstop motion, nonstop You got to come back and do the

You see you, your career is done like Johnny Carson's Get me vex, I do like Left Eye, start an arson Now that I got that out my system Watch me stab up the track as if my name was O.J. Simpson I pack somethin' like Van Halen I work for mine You, you freeloadin' like Kato Kaelin I'm representin' with my crew Mess around, bite my rhymes, I beat that ass with my shoe Come on, you know I'm crazy nice Brothers can't deal with the shorty named Phife You must be mad in the head I bust his ass and leave him bloodclot for dead Niggas sound like Das EFX If it ain't Das EFX, then they soundin' like Meth You might as well do Megadeth Y'all punk MCs better save your friggin' breath You's a corny motherfucker You must be high, smokin' dust with Chris Tucker Your faggot asses don't want this I brew more beef than the beef at the premiere of Pocahontas Word is bond, I am the baddest And all you honeys out there, word is bond, you know my status So come and throw your panties down This ain't the Vanna White show, I don't get down with the clowns So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends We'll come beat your ass by and you ain't got no end Word is bond, it don't stop Seize your mind, come along and do the hop

It's the hottest thing, thing, thing

You got to do the hop You move to the beat, you don't stop Come on, everybody, do the hop Even if you cop, you got to come back and do the hop You move to the beat, you don't stop You smoking jump rocks, you got to just stop, do the hop When you come back

This Das crib.

This Das EFX crib.

This is where Schumer Management was at.

Like, niggas just had real estate.

It's all right, bro

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Das EFX.

Das EFX.

Uh, Rich, let's see if he can go four for four.

The Alcoholics, Das EFX, F.U. Schnickens, and Da Ruff Nexx.

I'll take the first one.

The Alcoholics.

That is incorrect.

Da Ruff Nexx with a Z and a D-A at the beginning is incorrect.

Das EFX, one of my favorites, man.

That was a, that was a staple of college, playing dominoes, playing Das EFX.