Buddha Monk - Spark Somebody Up Lyrics
* promo version ***** somebody up had slightly differentWith ***** instead of spark[intro: buddha monk, (computerized deep voice), <sampled singer>](all hip hop acknowledge, prepare to embark the known)<oooooohhhh) news flash: they just let my ass out the damn doorUmm.. (yea)[chorus: sampled singer]You gonna make me spark somebody up (yo, you, you and you)If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo (thats right, everybody)You gonna make me spark somebody up (I mean you and you and you)If ya keep on doin the things you are dooooin, dont wanna do it (dont doIt)[buddha monk]Yo, Im tired of these niggaz in this industryProcrastinate to assassinate me, what you high off some trees?I figure ya said that cuz yo ***** was on yo backDead that, this vigilante wit swords gon come and chop down yo factsI stand amongst he square with a youth, phony prevailAnythin other than that nigga, just condemned by hellIs you slick just to do the shit like buddhists?Heather b, three hundred sixty degrees, level move thisMy audio shells is my surface and my third eye covered by mucusOh, so theres a hundred-eight pressure points, Im sorry ya didnt knowThisHa, ya hopeless, also soon to be homelessYa betta sit back and start taken *****in dough to thisMy dosage, sick like white lotus, dont never quote thisRealize this tritan is mad ferociousFor the minute, I rolls out my old earths homeThug life became known and sold drugs like al caponeSo, youse a so-called thug nigga, heres a slug for ya wiggaHow ya figure? ya test the style that was born to be wit yaI was born to be bad, the brooklyn zu, thief of bagdadLay yo ass on the grass, and gimme all ya *****in cash!Cuz..[chorus: sampled singer, (buddha monk)]You gonna make me spark somebody up (yo, you, you and you)If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo (dont make me do it!)You gonna make me spark somebody up (you know who I be, nigga, what? !)If ya keep on doin the things you are dooooin, dont wanna do it!(level seven)[buddha monk]Yo, to each and every men, call yo ten best friendsAnd watch this verbal murder just start to beginHa, like winds, my style enters yo anatomyReconstruct yo mind, niggaz, and shake to bone cavityAre you mad at me? take yo ass to buddha monks academyGet a crash-test course, nothin new for the g-o-dYou so silent, so silent then dont do itFor to be all bad, plus styes that run up like blood fluidYo, Im true to this, wet rap flows like breakin mucusHit you so hard, it feels like a shift in yo uterusHave no clue to this? oh, buddha monks just movin in this mistYo, its pure verbal murder when I get into yo shiiiit[chorus: sampled singer, (buddha monk)]You gonna make me spark somebody up (hahahaha)If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo (level ten)You gonna make me spark somebody up (I mean you and you and you)If ya keep on doin the things you are dooooin, dont wanna do it![buddha monk]Watch these whirlwind kicks, we move forward this very dayYou pray that our kills it on yo whole familyThis technique that we speak seeps inside the devils teethNow youre bodys been breached by the seven-dotten priestStop the lyin, all hail to the God thats now residinTo teach the new souls the nightmares of lost foesI move worst than babylon, son Ill tally up ya armThrow this knowledge like windstorms, crown the sovreigns that bear armsWe manchuz, masta allah rahmel now sees youAnd the zig-zag-zag, seven fly picture this pyramidCant erase this shit I gave you from the devil, the triple-sixManchuz not duck low while brooklyn zu make body blowsHide your feet on hot coals, north star fourty-eight track imposeLyrics assassin strike low, buddha monk is above the law!Now its war! things aint just peace no moreYou niggaz hit the floor floor, face the, face the floor, floor[chorus: sampled singer, (buddha monk)]Say, you gonna (you)You gonna... (you and you and you)You gonna, ya gonna.. (what you gonna do? )Ya gonna make me spark somebody up (buddha monk, youve done it again)If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo(I dont wanna, yes, I dont wanna!)You gonna make me spark somebody up(this is dedicated to all those who think Im a real mc)I dont wanna do it, yo, dont wanna do it![outro: computerized high-pitched voice]Buddha monk, you just keep bangin em funkyYou just keep bangin em funkyYou know you a crazy cat, right?Yes, thats right, babyHuh-huh-huh-huh, yea...
