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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 1: dray
I gotta suprise-uh, I is a bit wiser, oh yes I gets biz, g
I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like its a frisbee
Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like willis
Heiman, when Im rhymin Im makin the papes like simon
Says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be the best-a
I figgity [fuck] the flame but in the sun, now time for esther
So hi-ho Im silver, Im makin the papes when I kicks
The [shit] thatll make you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his ticks
For the chicks, I be on my good foot, check it, that ass kicks
So yibbida yabber yoozy, [fuck] that floozy suzy chapstick
So here boy, here boy, come get some, its krazy
Im swingin my dukes of hazard just like ? ? ? ? on daisy
Im swayze
Hook (x8):
(*rappaz just aint what they used to be*)
Verse 2: books
I hears ya snorin, you niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty
Lord almighty, Im bringin it live g, see I be
Rippin and flippin a tongue but some niggas dont seems to digs me
So I switch, b, like billy bigsby cos Im the [shit], g
U hoo dixie, they dribblin in they timberlands
I criminal mix styles, oh I flow like adrenaline
Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin I lost it
But I hypin crews wit the bass then they crossed it
So hip hip hooray, wantin me while I do a
New way to school a new jay, you say
Holy shamrocks, the man rocks with no beat or ham hocks
Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grandpops
Hook (x8)
Verse 3: dray
Well um, knock knock, whos that? guess what? my crews back
Rippin the hip-hop, penelope pitstop
Doin the bitin, the shit I be writin, youre givin me rabies
They oughta be usin my trims for sperm and makin babies
Hey ladies, I know a-bs, Im makin cds
I heard you was eatin your spinach kid, you better be eatin your weeties
Comprendo, so let your friends know Im losin my noodle
Cos when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils
Im the slippery slang slipper, quick tp rip a qb
Shooby dooby dooby, I do that new g
So you be kool & the gang and I puts my slang in
Hangin loosely, oh yes g, niggas be tryin to test me
Hook (x8)
Verse 4: books
Hear ye, dont look any further g, see he here is
Still mic checkin [shit], still dead serious
Hello there, I didnt go nowhere, whatup with the static g?
I be damagin niggas fronts like them creases in your cavity
For real though, jumpin jallopys huh, Im robbin that hockey huh
I drop these bumpy cos my style is knock-kneed
So me and my-a, is flyer then the witches sweeper
Deep, as keep yas drunk, jump into it like aretha
I boogie bang bang the thang like a cramp style slant
Niggas be tryin to hang but they cant g
Will agains, Im gettin elegant with the skill again
It dont mean a thang if I aint got my philly friend
Hook (x8)