Humans Get All The Credit Lyrics

Snuggles: Puppetmastaz breakin´the dancefloors From here to where? - to here!
Frogga: I must commit that Bruce Lee is the best Of all damn creatures that i had in my test He´s the best, Baby, but you know I knocked him out He got on his dull face I knocked him on his snout He said "who is it?" "It´s the Puppet MC, see you shall be the loser, Mr. Bruce Lee. I be the winner and I be cookin´ dinner, but not for you, you can drink out of my big blue shoe, yeah!"
Chorus: Humans get all the credit Theyre gonna regret it It was a puppet who said it Puppetmastaz, where youat Puppetmastaz verbal fat (lip drop,hip hop verbalfat)
Snuggles: A b c, 1 2 3 Its me not you, one two Its me , not michael jackson A bomb the planet with b´s and see Civilisation vanish Ist me A b c, it's me (snuggles comin hit it) Flip a coin to the jukebox Dip the chips and pop the flow corks Rhyme rolls Over ice blocks I hang flows on dry wracks vapourize And fill tracks to the rim of the rumglass Grasp my my mass in g for juice In time for tea for tastebuds Raise the slushpup Bass at busstop Whip the doowop Kick the fuss up Drip the make up Drop the make up Came to eat the cake upPuppetmastaz - Humans Get All The Credit - http://motolyrics.com/puppetmastaz/humans-get-all-the-credit-lyrics.html
Maloke: i was in the b.o.g. the b.o.g. when i heard a voice and it paralyzed me slowly I"m talking bout diana ross, now living glamorous now living high on the hot sauce now living a dream, now living a life full a cream, a motown booty queen i see it in her eyes, she had the whole world just hypnotized do i even need to mention, that hip hop noses is a puppet invention let the truth be known figgaz like us hipnotize on the microphone i like to talk, mr malock, here to reclaim the top spotcause i rockrock when i see your face on my radar screen im a show you who"s really supreme
Chorus: Humans get all the credit Theyre gonna regret it It was a puppet who said it Puppetmastaz, where youat Puppetmastaz verbal fat (lip drop,hip hop verbalfat)
Croucho: you shoot bullets an´money i shoot credits and honey me´s the croucho i come soucho you think it suits you i´m gonna glue glue you on the floor with your shoe better than Clint Eastwood or Robin Hood look at my foot it be small and therefore faster yo - i´m a puppetmasta
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