Chip* Fu's verse is a strictly a best guess (in



the background ": sneakin;up sneakin, up" 4X); [Chip

Fu] Creepin up on ya creepin, creepin up on ya (4X) [Poc



Fu] Check

the shit that I flips scuba dip doobie dippin It's

groovy slammin; like my man Scottie Pippen Sly

like a fox I, kick the shit that rocks I'm

+Golden+ with the +Gloves+ but, nice with the shots Don't

try to put me down I, don't feel pain and sorrow (The

sun will come out )Yeah!tomorrow tomorrow, I

bet ya bottom dollar that tomorrow there'll be sun Showin

grati-TUDE my, atti-TUDE is kind of RUDE I

walk with a frown while I puff my cigar an' sit

back and stare while I'm cha-cha-cha-charrin Watchin

Boogie Down when, they used to put me down Now

your mom give me skins and your pop push me pounds Sparkin

like a welder punch, ya like I'm Elmer Embarass

your ass like Gigi does to Thelma Quick

to cut your throat hey, boy don't touch the mic (

whoosh*whoosh whoosh )*Yeah I'm out like three strikes (in



the background ": sneakin;up sneakin, up" 4X); [Chip

Fu] Creepin up on ya creepin, creepin up on ya (4X) [Chip



Fu] My

lovely lengthy dreadlocks be, roastin on an open fire Twisted

tongue that's slippin and lyrically limpin at

your PEE-nocci-nose I'm

budda-ba-bad budda-ba-bad, budda-ba-bad,

to the bone and crafty Sssufferin

sssucotash I, let lyricsss fly like DEE Daffy So

pass the, mug so Mike can try to figure ?? when

learnin this foolish foolish, lyrical style I deliver Maybe

way down, upon a swampy river Far!

far away (hooray )!yippie-kay-yo-kay-yay Whoa

the, dish ran away with the spoon andddd-dddain't-dddat-ddddsomethin-dddindddinddin

And?

thennnn-IiiiIiii found- five-fy-a-fuck-five-feet-of-linnennenn

I

Pop-eye's like, Bluto ah-how, you like judo Not?

Hong Kong Fooey, I, +chop+ like some, +suey+ Like

the Bruce Banner, I, gots a programma So

don't don't you cry cry for me oh Susannah Tell

your grandma grandpa, pops, and your, mamma that

you got the, right one baby, eh-heh, I'm!

freakin the stuttering style like just for one reason I:

think it's wabbit season nah-uh, duck season Wabbit

season duck, season Wabbit

season duck, season Wabbit

season AWWWWW.. SHUT UP Hey!

button your lip it's MC season dagnabbit And

ohhwowowowowwwwwwwwwwwww (whattup Chip )?I hate rabbits (shhhhhhhhhhhhhh)!

Be vewy vewy quiet a, hunting we will go Hi-ho

the, merry-o cheerio Chip's about to drop a hot potato 'Yumpin!

'Yimminy Jimminy, Crickets-kicks-kicks some

rugged and rough shit like this Silly

wabbit ain't got 'nuff Trix to pick but

I'll chill instead cause, for the big kid for,

the big kid for, the big kid's how I uhh kicks, it Yo

ahh rrrrrugabugit, rrrrrugabugit, where's, was the mic It's?

in the freezer cough *freezin* like like a Raider cough

*My* flow's very ridiculous, Like

Frosted Lucky Charms my shit is magically delishwish I'm

a Chattanooga choo was funkier uh Punky Brewster When

I'm a FEE-farmer PEE-plumber, So ????????

roll ??, up rewind, selector I

huh huh huh, huh huh like, Woodddy-Woodpecker Peace

to Victor Bramble too, hot to handle Catch

me same bbbabbbbbat time and bbabbabbat channel (in



the background ": sneakin;up sneakin, up" 4X); [Chip

Fu] Creepin up on ya creepin, creepin up on ya (4X) [Moc



Fu] Arriba

arriba Pass!the boom to M-O smokes the cheeba A

new type of flow and I toast the hoe see-ya, Flipper

type hitter quicker, to get bigger Don't

believe in guns so the fist become the trigger I

roll in the hood with my Fu-Schnicken niggaz (Your

niggaz )Yeah?my, motherfuckin niggaz The!

M-O throws blows (blows) obnoxious type flows (flows) No

one knows Bo's but the emery scrolls Kick

dogg pound sounds from, miles around when

I AIYYYYYYYY AIYYYYYYYY it vibrates your town Peace

to Diamond D Flavor, U-N-I-T We

sneakin up on ya watch, your ass for nine-three (in



the background ": sneakin;up sneakin, up" 8X); [Chip

Fu] Creepin up on ya creepin, creepin up on ya (8X)
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Fu-Schnickens – Sneakin' Up On Ya Lyrics

Songwriters: LENNOX MATURINE, RODERICK ROACHFORD, JOSEPH A. JONES, JOSEPH KIRKLAND
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