*psychedelic underground rap* a style born from an ecstatic mélange of rock, funk, jazz, hip-hop, created in the 90s by spinelli XYZee, a studio project of innovative musicians from berlin/mannheim and to date the undisputed avant-garde of the genre
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Lyrics
Who dropped the B?
chorus:
who dropped the B, bob, i bop, i hippedy-hip-hop-hop
i follow me, do you follow me? Me says i follow me not
i lollapolooze i, not to loose i i choose to doo-wop-wop
i doo-wop-wop, oops bob
Who dropped the B, bob?
Verse:
you say what, i say mingus, mister charlie, whats the plan?
My man is playing the bass planned like kinda six fingers on the axe
his name is charlie mingus, not a new jack-swingers
so i sing this dedication for he is dead
am i right? mh said fred
so here is something else you just dont understand
like cypress, stoned is the way of the walk up to the hill
how i could just kill a man with a rhyme-skill
how many more cue bars of that stuff you wanna bluff it?
Or make it ruff it? With just a few muscians in the pit
say is it worth it but not like mary, im not married
who gives a shit about makin lines of valid
kinda type of crap, hey mister maverick,
away youre slip-sliding art aka garfunkel says
the song is dedicated to myuncle simon,paul
but not the brothers Johnson
resisting changes, im gonna rearrange it anyway
like a man with a lot of merrits,
you say ah lenny,ah lenny i say ah lenny ah kravitz
developping ups, developping downs
well hes a knock-out, a punch
im gonna hit you with my rhyme sticks
you got a hunch, head to the bones
like philly jo-jones
heavy knocking on the drum-kit
like hes tossing stones on it
he dont quit to hit the shell till it moans
sums of tones, ah ringa.-linga pick up the phone
you get on my nerves callinme homie
even if im not a home-dweller, right?
But not like cinderella rockefeller
id rather stella by starlight a little
or even meeny-miny-mony in the middle
ah diddle lee-diddle-lee, dee oops bob, im smitty d
difficulties are too difficult, bob
give me a key to top the top of the pops now whats the riddle?