The duet “Das EFX†emerged in 1991 from the well-established East Coast Hip-Hop scene. The group is composed of Willie “Skoob†Hines and Andre “Krazy Drayz†Weston. With their first album “Dead serious†released in 1992, the group creates a mini-revolution by using an ultra-fast rap associated with funky beats. The album was a commercial success. The following year, Das EFX released their second LP “Straight up Sewaside", “Hold it down†in 1995, and “Generation EFX†in 1998.
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Das Efx
Verse one
Well biggedy bust a mover
I biggedy be the trooper cause Im slammin
Im ready to check this jam
That this <bitch> is havin
Im audi, Im riggedy rollin four deep, dont sweat it
Im troopin it with my niggaz, east new york is where Im headed
Im friggedy freshly dipped, cold as shit but money Im rugged
Im rockin my forty belows in the snow so yo bug it
Yo fellaz, lets giggedy grab the train, fuck the walkin
Aaah, here we go, yo, why these people hawkin?
You you stupid <fuck>, you look at my crew and now youre thinkin
(they must be wildin...-= is that them stinkin? )
Fuck no you wan-ton soup serving <girl>
Youre staring, you beady eyed bastard link
Whaddya think dick? Im comin around the train and bumrush ya
Give me a ten foot pole and I wouldnt even touch ya
Hey lady, I see you sittin by the conductor
Thinkin that Im a nigga, you figure I wanna fuck ya
Fuck there goes my beeper now these people think Im slingin
Rocks by the blocks and killin em by the millions
But yo hops, here kiggedy comes my stop now Im audi
I giggedy gots to go you motherfuckers think Im rowdy and
Verse two
The people love it
Im swingin it from the lifestyles of the ruff and rugged
They got me upstate troop, so fuck it
In penile, Im hard as a fuckin brick I wreck shop
Money grip, Im up in the yard fightin kids till I drop
But, Im out now, so fuckers around the way are sweatin my peoples
Not worried about a new jack black my shit is diezel
Cause I pack, steel, I got the back, wheel
And plus I got the yung and the resless watchin my back, still
Because Im runnin the ave again
Im back in the game with my neighbor
Up on the ave runnin guns that was to be the new flavor
And Im wid it, my cousins throwin a jam tonight I figures
That Im bringin all my guns and Im bringin all my niggaz
(dont go hangin out with no niggaz...-= thats the life, that I lead)
You figgedy fuck around you lay around I told my cousin
First kill the flex, word is born ima bug him
We spiggedy spark the buddha now I got the devil in me
Im sick, quick to smoke a nigga like a chimney
Im packin a clip, ready to flip, just me and my friends
Twenty deep and two deep, a b-m-w and a benz, rollin
Verse three
Brrr, its cold as shit, liggedy split I think were here g
Fuck I forgot her address, yo fellaz just bear with me
Yo stevie, remember the crib she was tellin us that she chilled in
Well there go the block she live on and I think thats her buildin
Let the games begin Im packin my steel with nuff dreads
In front of the buldin shits thick cause all I could see was nuff heads
But I know them, were spiggedy sparkin blunts and squeezin triggers
Bustin caps with my troops and a buncha other niggaz
Awww shit, niggaz is bustin caps, fuck that
Im ready to find this crib, where this bitch live at?
Lets see, none of them kids right there heard of shorty
Whadup duke, any yall niggaz heard about this party?
Who the fuck are you g? you couldnt be talkin to me hops
Get off that bullshit kid or get your teeth dropped
Cause out here, the biggedy bumrush is mad thick
Im ready to catch a body so you might get had quick
Aight g, Ill biggedy back up but kill the yappin
Dont play me for no sucker motherfucker it wont happen
Yo fellaz, lets biggedy break north before I flip
Im sick of the way these punk niggaz always talkin shit
Punk what? you stupid motherfuck, is you crazy?
Im liggedy loadin my clip about to flip, youre swayze
Im ready to light em up the four fifth is set to ill
So I tightens up my hoody so noone can see the grill
Yo what the fuck you doin man? (blam-blam)
(ohh shit)
What the fuck, now what?
Where your man at now g, what?
Yo blitz, yo blitz yo lets be out
Figgedy fuck it
I caught another body now Im back up
State doin a year and a half until my court date