The Lunchroom Table Lyrics

Boogiemonsters

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Lyrics to The Lunchroom Table
The Lunchroom Table Video:
( *lunchroom scene* ) Aiyo, save me, save me a seat, yo Yo, ain't no skippin in line Ain't no skippin in line! You can't skip in the line Get off me, man! Mr. Hightower, Mr. Hightower... Yo, where my man M-o at? Yo yo! Yo, what's up, yo? Come over this way, yo Hit that beat for me one time, you know how we do ( *Mondo starts banging on the table* ) [ Vex ] Uh, Black Hole Sun, Vortex Six million ways to die, I choose none Vortex got demons on the run Vortex out to slay Satan before the day is done Vortex, I'm like brave Grandmasters of kung-fu flicks Movin words of perfection in every direction Convection heats up the microphone I freeze When I bust Jehova bring breeze to a gust Thrust my rhyme through the woofers and the tweeters of your speakers Sound is below zero The mic's two tons in my hand on the ground I lift it to my brain, no strain, let it snow brimstone when I rain I'm vertical, move it in nautical miles of styles Volatile vocal ( ? ) bionics moving physical bodies with third eye Grandmaster of intellectual power, how much can a black hole devour All that's in the world with my gravity 7 point in my brain, poke this through your chest cavity Rhymes get complicated when they activated The devil hestitated, in battle got designated, now I made it To the top of Mount Zion, holy Mount Zion ( ? ) they banter, soldiers of ( ? ) I be generatin on my energy like gamma Just wanna kick a rhyme like my grandma Let that lyric through your dome Travelling through your veins and your brain I'm Jah cyclone So as I conject a microphone dissector Bring it back, wheel it up, selector Ha-ha, ha-ha Yeah This piece of hip-hop culture goes out To all our peoples across the map Youknowmsayin? The foundation: Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, Long Island Uptown, word To East Philly, Baltimore, D.C., Richmond, Norfolk, Hampton, Atlanta The Carolinas, Miami, word up Yo, this goes out to the West coast San Fran, the Bay Area L.A., Oakland, ya knaw I mean We all the way out there, word To my peoples overseas London, Amsterdam, [Name] and Fort Hamilton [Name], Nürnberg, [Name], Fort [Name] [ Mondo ] My hand is hurting My hand is hurting [ Vex ] Youknowmsayin? ...army bases Paris, Tokyo, [Name], Puerto Rico Okinawa, Korea, Spain and the Central Chicago, Columbus, Milwaukee, Dallas And the Islands Jamaica, Trinidad, Barbados, Bermuda, St. [Name] Youknowmsayin? All them heads at them black universities BSU, [Name], MSU, [Names], HU, NSU, Howard, DSU Chillin up in [Name] You know what this all about Word up Boogiemonsters worldwide ( *schoolbell rings* ) [ teacher ] You little rugrats get out of here this instant Lunch is over!




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