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They Want EFX
Das EFX Lyrics

Bum stiggedy bum stiggedy bum, hon, I got the old pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
But I can fe-fi or fo, diddly-bum, here I come
So Peter Piper, I'm hyper than Pinocchio's nose
I'm the supercalafragilistic tic-tac pro
I gave my oopsy, daisy, now you've got the Crazy
I'm Crazy with the books, Googley-goo where's the gravy
So one two, um, buckle my, um shoe
Yabba Doo, hippity-hoo, crack a brew
So trick or treat, smell my feet, yup I drippedy-dropped a hit
So books get on your mark and spark that old censorship
Drats and double drats, I smiggedy-smacked some whiz kids
The boogedy-woogedly Brooklyn boy's about to get his, dig
My waist bone's connected to my hip bone
My hip bone's connected to my thigh bone
My thigh bone's connected to my knee bone
My knee bone's connected to my hardy-har-har-har
The jibbedy-jabber jaw ja-jabbing at your funny bone, um
Skip the Ovaltine, I'd rather have a honeycomb
Or preferably the sinsemilla, Let's spiggedy-spark the blunts, um
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX

Well I'll be darned, shiver me timbers yo, head for the hills!
I picked a weeping willow, and a daffodil
So back up bucko or I'll pulverize McGruff
Cause, this little piggy gets, busy and stuff
Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get swift
I caught a Snuffleupagus and smoked a boogaloo spliff
I got the nooks, the cranies, the nitty gritty 40 doe
So all aboard, castaway, hey where's my boogaloo?
Oh-h-h-h-h-h-hhh I'm steamin, a-go-ny!
Why's everybody always pickin on me?

They call me Puddin' Tane, and rap's my game
You ask me again and I'll t-tell you the same
Since I'm the vocal vegemintarian, stick 'em up freeze so
No Parks sausages, mom, please
A-Blitz shoots the breeze, twiddly-dee shoots his lip
Crazy Drayzie shot the sheriff yup, and I shot the gift
And that's PRET-TY SNEA-KY SIS, oh yo
I got my socks off, my rocks off, my Nestle's cup of cocoa
Holly Hobbie tried to slob me, tried to rob me silly stunt
Diggedy-dun dun dun dun dun, DUN DUN!

They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX

Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I'm coming around the stretch
So here Fido boy, fetch, boy, fetch
I got the rope-a-dope a slippery choker, look at me get raw
And I'm the hickory-dickory top of morning boogoloo big jaw
With the yippedy zippedy Winnie the Pooh bad boy blue
Yo crazy got the gusto, what up, I swing that too
So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a troop without a strain
Like Rosco P.-P. Coltrane
I spiggedy-spark a spiff and give a twist like Chubby Checker
I take my Froot Loops with two scoops, make it double decker
Oh Finster baby, come to Papa Duke
A babaloo, ooh, a babaloo boogedy boo
I went from Gucci to Stussy, to fliggedy-flam a groupie
To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba dabba hoochie koochie
Tally ho I-I'll take my Stove Top instead of potatoes, so
Maybe I'll shoot 'em now, nope maybe I'll shoot 'em later, yep
I used to have a dog and Bingo was his name oh, so uh
B - I - N - G - O-oh
You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around, hon, so uh
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:


I'ma drop a verse on this joint. Fuck who criticizes....

Do people nowadays even recall this instrumental
they might be thinkin' it's way too simple for their mental
this beat right here is bangin' in my temple
and I'm 'bout to set it off no need to get sentimental
the live effects was brought by Skoob and Drazy
reciting whimsical and insensible catch phrases
can't forget about the ex-rough ryder Jin
who convinced us to 'Learn Chinese' back then
you funny acting people stop being like clowns
you relentless thugs no need to bust any rounds
you fast-ass women; pull your skirt down
cuz' the proud virgin has made his way through town
for the moment right now I'm 'bout to get my flow on
coming at y'all with obscure oxymorons
a vivid vernacular I'm about to emphasize
that'll let you know why I was socially ostracized
being bombastic, manifesting magniloquence
awesome alliteration, aspiring assonance
proficient poetry, pleasant personifier
seldom storyteller, veracious versifyer
endless enigma, intriguing imagination
intelligent individual, infinite innovation
I'ma stop fuckin' with your mind with no lubrication
years back I lack sufficient communication
I got my own way of expressing certain things
the way I think; alot of questions it might bring

All comments from YouTube:

koolpop jones

Fresh Prince of Bel air with Jeffrey doing the running man episode.

Clinton Corriveau

The lake party from The Babysitter: Killer Queen brought this song.

Mel White

Fun fact they got discovered when they were attending Virginia State University

Jack Torrance

in 2020 always .. and for ever ever and ever .... peace from France ....

Winston George Music


Miguel Novo

Still remember being home on a Sat. night watching MTV Raps and the debut of this played....I was immediately like “This is gonna be a hit” .... and there you go.

Tim Dog

James brown funky!

Tio Dawg

Big sampled lords of the underground aswell this sick still!

Adrian Nieves

Classic dope ass jam here!


Beyond the absolute virtuoso rapping, I love the simplicity of the production and beats on this album. Compared to the overwrought crap which completely took over in the mid-90s and has never really gone away with a few honourable exceptions.

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