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Heltah Skeltah – Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka (1996)

Heltah Skeltah – Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka (1996)

Nocturnal is the debut album from hip hop duo Heltah Skeltah, consisting of members Rock and Ruck (now known as Sean Price), members of Brooklyn supergroup Boot Camp Clik. It was the first BCC album to feature some outside producers, such as Shawn J. Period and E-Swift.

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  1. Yes yes y'all (yes y'all)

    OGC, Heltah Skeltah be the best y'all (best y'all)

    Fab 5 slam from East to West y'all (West y'all)

    Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all (vest y'all)

    And check yo' chest y'all (chest y'all)

    Ay Caramba, Starang, Gunn Clappa Numba

    One on the set man I cut you like lumber

    Still play the back in my thunder gear, down to my underwear

    Make all you motherfuckers wonder where

    I come from, cause motherfuck Dapper Dan

    I'm a Gun Clappa fam plus I run rappers man

    Fab 5 mad live blow up the spot

    Dru Ha gets the paper, Black Moon still gets the props

    A-yo next to snap a neck be big R-O-C-K

    Send MC's to me in squads of three say

    Rockness Monsta, is he for real, it can't be

    See him in action as he transform, that man's me

    Enemies ain't Kotter, ain't no welcome back in my home

    Knots get blown like quarter slots in payphones

    Phone home or return like Jedi

    I bet I can without la give your stupid ass the red eye

    Me nah like

    Niggas who can't see pass a likkle bit of light

    You come tes' the champions ya gon' die tonight

    And six feet deep is where you sleep

    Eternally resting in peace you felt relief

    Now big up to all my true heads in the East

    Stalking the block not leaving the house without they gat

    You best to believe that Fab 5 got my back (got my back)

    Like that (like that)

    I control the masses, with metaphors that's massive

    Don't ask if the nigga Ruck'll bash shit like Cassius

    I'm drastic, when it comes to verbs I be flipping

    Cause herbs just be shitting off the words I be kicking

    I scold you, double headed sword for the petty

    But I told you, bitch niggas that heads ain't ready

    Now I mold you, back to the bitch that you are

    Fucking with the Ruckus get bruised, battered and scarred

    Guess who, punk, chump, your brain just blew

    It's the Originoo Gunn Clappa Two

    Rushing through, three on three you can't see we

    Cause we stay tight and not too many niggas wanna fight

    Some sneaker-wearin' nigga in the cipher of the camp

    Just got amped and so I took 'em out for a dance

    Bigger triggers falling down

    Like the bridges of London, but ain't too many niggas running

    Yes yes y'all (yes y'all)

    OGC, Heltah Skeltah be the best y'all (best y'all)

    Fab 5 slam from East to West y'all (West y'all)

    Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all (vest y'all)

    And check yo' chest y'all (chest y'all)

    A-yo why oh why did I need cappucino

    Scar on my face but I'm not Al Pacino

    (We're 3 amigos)

    Sparksky and Dutch, we bring mo' drama than what?

    (A prime time NBC TV show)

    Heads don't know and damn sure ain't ready

    Niggas walk the streets with more Boop than Betty

    (Shit'll get heavy)

    Back up, retreat, now surrender

    My pine hits your mind mix thoughts just like a blender

    Then I dish off from a shooting guard to a center

    Like Rockefeller you hit rock bottom when you enter

    O.G.C. rush the scene, permission for backup

    Baseball bats attack like Jersey fools that act up

    Punks in back stand petro, go get yo'

    Pepto-Bismol before this nigga lets go

    Get set, Go, which you do, crews screwed, I blew through

    Two crews who claim they got funk, may be true cos they doo-doo

    Everybody 'fraid, ain't nobody yapping no more

    Have evidence on your clique so y'all niggas hit the floor

    With that mouth murdering you got that ass in hot water

    Now I just oughta send a piece to your headquarters

    To take away your stripes, you fucked up tonight

    You don't do right you're g'wan get dead to spite

    Our click foundation stays thick through the war

    I'm keeping my eye out for infiltrators at the door

    It's a shame how these MC's are wannabees

    Front on these and get hung up like dungarees (please)

    Ease off selector Strangle wrecks ya

    Plus bust asses on whoever passes through my sector

    So what you gonna do when you're stuck at thirty-two

    Degrees, please get off your knees and follow these

    Now swallow these, buckshots from the rifle

    Then I will make niggas beat it and scream like Michael

    So how many corny MC g'wan try

    When Strang sets shit off like the 4th of July

    Nobody (why?)

    Cos everybody gets bodies my brother

    I smother a nigga then the Ruck bounce like rubber

    Step to the stage set the microphone on fire

    Your desire, they call me sire cos I'm flyer

    (Live like wires), beast from the East who is he

    When I roar like a grizzly they say damn he gets busy

    Yes yes y'all (yes y'all)

    OGC, Heltah Skeltah be the best y'all (best y'all)

    Fab 5 slam from East to West y'all (West y'all)

    Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all (vest y'all)

    And check yo' chest y'all (chest y'all)

    Yes yes y'all (yes y'all)

    OGC, Heltah Skeltah be the best y'all (best y'all)

    Fab 5 slam from East to West y'all (West y'all)

    Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all (vest y'all)

    And check yo' chest y'all (chest y'all)

  2. Reason 1,001 why Jay-Z IS NOT the GOAT. The East was Stacked in the 90s, if he wasn't Collabing with Foxy, we just weren't checking for You'll so call GOAT.

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