作曲 : Jones, Kirkland, Maturine ... Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? Verse 1: Poc Fu I'm coming evil like Knievel, mad like a scientist Smooth and silky, rhyme are milky than even Milk D But ****** try to catch it like a Scooby Snack I'll lay ya flat on ya back like an L.T. sack It's the P.O. from the brook Chopping rappers like a chef for real, yo hold up Na-na-na-na-na wait a minute I'm super like the man when it comes to mics I'll bring ya styles of all types more than high top nikes Catchin' wreck like a tornado comin' through ya area Ain't no hearing ya, I'll bury ya with mass hysteria Rhymes Ill like vomit with maneuvers like a chess player That make me solid like gold I roll over beats like horses, you better check ya sources If I was you and you was me I'll be just extra cautions So what's up ya think that ya really wanna riff Man I'll run through ya crew like Emmitt Smith so Chorus: Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? Verse 2/Chip Fu: Now ain't I a stinker? I think I'm, uhh hiccup, drunk But yo I'm ready, hiccup, ready to c-c-c-catch a punk And pe- puff 'em full a lead Shoot 'em till he's dead And ooh I'll crush his little head to pieces Yo it seem like I can't let let these suckers pass So I'll leave MCs suffering like tha tha tha thuckatash 'Cause I rocks 'em, shocks 'em all y'all can lick this Excuse my french, yo I'm coming like that Grinch that stole Christmas Now with this, ignite me light me, fsss! boom! I'll blow up the spot, then screech 'em, aah vrum Leaving skid, ah, marks, ah, all over this track Ya ding-a-ling but will and come again I think my Spidey-sense is tingling Kid I'm live like at the Apollo, bullet tips are hollow Time to kill a sound, kill a sound, kill a sound boy tomorrow When I raps I'm that hard act to follow You can never bite my style,because it's wild and hard to swallow So..Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? Verse 3/Moc Fu: Ahh-oohhh! It's true I'm down with the infamous Fu crew dude Do I though ya knew, it's visible I'm surely imperial, I'm golden chosen and quick to open Brothers up for the year of '94, don't snore Ya thought I had one style, but kid I got much more Now let's see, I'm trippin I agree my mind's slippin' Off and on the track and strapped with a rhyme A microphone like a gat, an animal that's planning To get a piece of the action with the traction Shoot a three point shot like Paxson Ya askin' nothin' homeboy, I know ya bluffin' Again and again you're mouthin off saying nothing So what in the hell you doing here? Are you lost? I'm top notch, I get props your head'll get tossed Of course, I'm swingin' **** with force, so what's up now?! Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through?
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jones, Kirkland, Maturine ... [00:09.00]Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do [00:11.32]When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? [00:13.54]Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do [00:15.85]When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? [00:17.11]Verse 1: Poc Fu [00:18.11]I'm coming evil like Knievel, mad like a scientist [00:20.36]Smooth and silky, rhyme are milky than even Milk D [00:22.75]But ****** try to catch it like a Scooby Snack [00:25.06]I'll lay ya flat on ya back like an L.T. sack [00:27.20]It's the P.O. from the brook [00:28.42]Chopping rappers like a chef for real, yo hold up [00:30.76]Na-na-na-na-na wait a minute [00:31.99]I'm super like the man when it comes to mics [00:34.02]I'll bring ya styles of all types more than high top nikes [00:36.28]Catchin' wreck like a tornado comin' through ya area [00:38.46]Ain't no hearing ya, I'll bury ya with mass hysteria [00:40.76]Rhymes Ill like vomit with maneuvers like a chess player [00:43.60]That make me solid like gold [00:45.02]I roll over beats like horses, you better check ya sources [00:47.93]If I was you and you was me I'll be just extra cautions [00:50.19]So what's up ya think that ya really wanna riff [00:52.47]Man I'll run through ya crew like Emmitt Smith so [00:54.71]Chorus: Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do [00:56.98]When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? [00:59.23]Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do [01:01.57]When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? [01:03.48]Verse 2/Chip Fu: Now ain't I a stinker? [01:04.55]I think I'm, uhh hiccup, drunk [01:06.17]But yo I'm ready, hiccup, ready to c-c-c-catch a punk [01:08.41]And pe- puff 'em full a lead [01:09.70]Shoot 'em till he's dead [01:10.76]And ooh I'll crush his little head to pieces [01:13.06]Yo it seem like I can't let let these suckers pass [01:15.21]So I'll leave MCs suffering like tha tha tha thuckatash [01:17.53]'Cause I rocks 'em, shocks 'em all y'all can lick this [01:19.77]Excuse my french, yo I'm coming like that Grinch that stole Christmas [01:21.97]Now with this, ignite me light me, fsss! boom! [01:24.31]I'll blow up the spot, then screech 'em, aah vrum [01:26.72]Leaving skid, ah, marks, ah, all over this track [01:28.52]Ya ding-a-ling but will and come again [01:30.01]I think my Spidey-sense is tingling [01:31.13]Kid I'm live like at the Apollo, bullet tips are hollow [01:33.32]Time to kill a sound, kill a sound, kill a sound boy tomorrow [01:36.36]When I raps I'm that hard act to follow [01:38.16]You can never bite my style,because it's wild and hard to swallow [01:40.34]So..Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do [01:42.63]When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? [01:45.02]Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do [01:47.22]When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? [01:49.46]Verse 3/Moc Fu: Ahh-oohhh! [01:50.75]It's true I'm down with the infamous Fu crew dude [01:53.39]Do I though ya knew, it's visible [01:55.27]I'm surely imperial, I'm golden chosen and quick to open [01:58.72]Brothers up for the year of '94, don't snore [02:01.04]Ya thought I had one style, but kid I got much more [02:03.24]Now let's see, I'm trippin I agree my mind's slippin' [02:05.55]Off and on the track and strapped with a rhyme [02:07.50]A microphone like a gat, an animal that's planning [02:10.14]To get a piece of the action with the traction [02:12.34]Shoot a three point shot like Paxson [02:14.63]Ya askin' nothin' homeboy, I know ya bluffin' [02:16.88]Again and again you're mouthin off saying nothing [02:19.12]So what in the hell you doing here? Are you lost? [02:21.44]I'm top notch, I get props your head'll get tossed [02:23.69]Of course, I'm swingin' **** with force, so what's up now?! [02:26.03]Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do [02:28.34]When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? [02:30.59]Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do [02:32.88]When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? [02:35.18]Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do [02:37.33]When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through? [02:39.68]Aaahh ooohhh! What you gon' do [02:41.97]When you see the Fu-Schnicks come through?
