Song Length |
4:22 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop |
Lyrics
Too Hot
By Killa Skrapps
[Verse 1: Grubot 2044]
Wolf in sheep?s clothing pulling Trojans like a lamb see
Come to play you?ve gone away like Jon Benet Ramsey
Missing who?s kissing your cousin dissing a dozen
Of perpetrators haters of the Grubot gone and buzzing
I?m whirring deterring the uninitiated
I knew I?d do a Gru if I only concentrated
On spittin it?s written to relax and it will come
Coordinated weighted deep thru tracks while chewin gum
To pieces pullin tubes pressure releases
Forget you docker rockers I?m living in the creases
Like Peter Bondra double entendre suggesting
Things I?d have to whisper cause they?re aurally arresting
Detesting the best thing but thusly it must be
Jousting and rousting the house for the justly
Gathered who lathered with suds and buds for cleaning
Check your hatches statches how?s the weather get the meaning
[Chorus 2x]
You don?t stand a chance get up and dance
Don?t touch it it?s too hot
Best to watch your pants can?t even glance
Don?t touch it it?s too hot
[Verse 2: The Phenom]
One sin is troubling imagine when it?s doubling
The Pheen blowing steam mean boil and bubbling
So I?m stumbling to underground like Harriet Tubman
But when I emerge I?ll run you down like Lizzie Grubman
Cause I?ve got an urge to cause your courage to capsize
I?m lacking fright It?s black and white like tracking light thru cats eyes
Spit so hard I?m filling basins
Call me Jack Kervorkian I?m killing patience
Cause I can?t seem to take this any longer
I?m fed up I let up before but know I?m stronger
To put it to rest like the way that Betty tucks in
Her kids at night as they cuddle with Teddy Ruxpin
Wicked like the witch of the west the way she chucks Tin
Man to the side I guess his lucks been
On the fritz under attack what do we do
Read my lips I?d turn back if I were you
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: The Phenom and Grubot 2044]
My rhymes are spotless but if The Pheen was Botless
Then you would never know about the hotness so jot this
Down with a pen so that it?s never erased
Cook up a crazy beat and make sure that it?s laced
With the hotlines but not like that cause this ain?t toll free
Loaded nice like bad dice who wanna try to roll me
Like dutches pull your crutches from out your clutches
You fall without a hype man in slick production touches
But such is the game so I don?t play I try it real
Add a touch of humanity with my blatant sex appeal
I reveal a steel resolve to get it movin
Every blank page is like challenge for improving
Upon the last endeavor and whatever the outcome
I?ll be glad I had the chance to grab a mic and spout some
Spoutin not spittin all you chumps we are outwitting
It?s like a giant sweater someone keeps knitting and knitting
[Chorus]