Animal Hides - Dr. Syntax

Yo, I hold the stage down like it tried to escape

So I had to throw my weight around and bind it with tape

Still, I stay grounded, live in the place

One-Forty-Eight pounds of prime fillet steak

Fake clowns catch a pie to the face

You suckers need to slow your pace down

Start applying your brakes

Ill like I came out of the vagina with AIDS

That’s why I got my name out on vinyl in crates

The legend’s here, serving suckers like I’m Belvedere

When I enter from the venue rear bet you many cheer

I am the well revered, held it down for several years

Worked a circuit big enough to dissect the hemispheres

I’m fooling with you 'cause in truth I’m just starting out

The rep is minor but the passion you can hardly doubt

I’ve got the hardest crowds, rowdier than lager louts

Starting bouts, only calming down when they’re passing out

In club gigs I can muster up wits

To get the hunnies fronting with puckered up lips

Some bustas wanna rumble and they’re running up quick

Against the number one they should run and jump ship!

Man!

I’m not a dude with a pimp strut

It’s the UK!

They don’t play my music in stripclubs!

Still I’m producing to sick stuff, this is underground

Its not about how many floozies you picked up

I did the work, I handled the grind

Juggling a nine-to-five so I manage my time

Here’s another hot production, I’m back on the line

Then I ship it to your doorstep packaged and signed

Believe the passion that I pack into rhymes

Is actually twice as fat as the aquatic expanse that is dragged by the tides

My charismatic acts will rapidly have you slapping your sides

Until they’re tattered as the fabric on animal hides

And if a man would survive I’d leave a taste so sour

He’d be wishing all my patterns were caramelized

Fuck a chariot ride I’d rather gallantly stride

Into battle using rap like a dagger to fight

I’m not a gangster with a slag for a wife

A chickenhead after my treasure like she’s Anneka Rice

I like a lass to be attractive and nice, the natural type

And not a tacky slag acting mad cause I’m grabbing a mic

We rock tracks

We’ve got that style down to a tee

Have you ever in your whole damn life seen a show that can flow so fluidly