| Song | Leave Ya' With This |
| Artist | Kurious |
| Album | A Constipated Monkey |
| S-u-b, r-o-c | |
| (??) rock it to the highest degree | |
| [kurious] | |
| Fresh out the box, in comes the loot | |
| Psych cause it don't, i flaunt the tactic, climactic styles | |
| No i won't go out the back like the vermin | |
| I'm burnin, all sucker mc's whose hittin switches like erick sermon | |
| Easier-rider provider of the old school shit | |
| The tool gets hot when it's shot | |
| Droppin shit on the mic, like faggots do in their drawers | |
| When they see my sihlouette, surprise, the crops is yours | |
| Blue light soars, speed to the heavens | |
| Seperate from your body in this piece of shit we live in | |
| You're back to the essence we will always miss your presence | |
| See you later in bliss, for now i leave ya with this.. | |
| {*horn break*} | |
| [kurious] | |
| Anticipation of the groove makes me go rrrrahh | |
| Kurious the brainiest spontaneous, nah | |
| On the real sub, tell me yo yo, why they be buggin? | |
| They shoulders should be sore from the nuts that they be huggin | |
| Never payin tolls, cause i don't own a car (worrrrd up) | |
| Tell a bitch if she wanna bone a star | |
| To ride my dick to the moon like a rocket | |
| Already got a girl, bitch you need to stop it | |
| My dog, i lock this up | |
| I know you're laughin only wish that i could reach ya | |
| If i get my shit correct, i'm guaranteed to meet ya | |
| But you're back to the essence we will always miss your presence | |
| See you later in bliss, for now i leave ya with this.. | |
| {*horn break*} | |
| [kurious] | |
| You tell me, "whattup hobbes?" i say that's what jordan got | |
| You think i'm a superstar? nah, can't afford a lot | |
| Of shit cause my pockets is fucked | |
| Welfare style, why smile? here stops the bucks | |
| Aww shit, make way for the prolific charismatic | |
| Hispanic, puerto rican cuban plus a functional addict | |
| Rehabilitation is needed | |
| Got soul cruise control at 55, never speeding | |
| The ticket, you stick it, crevice, is anal | |
| Try to match up parallel, and yo the pain will | |
| Make you cringe, but the joint is dedicated | |
| To my man up top, none other than subroc | |
| Takin time machine trips, go back and correct shit | |
| Roughed up a beat, i freestyle on some next shit | |
| You're back to the essence we will always miss your presence | |
| See you later in bliss, for now i leave ya with this.. | |
| {*horn break*} |
| Sub, roc | |
| ?? rock it to the highest degree | |
| kurious | |
| Fresh out the box, in comes the loot | |
| Psych cause it don' t, i flaunt the tactic, climactic styles | |
| No i won' t go out the back like the vermin | |
| I' m burnin, all sucker mc' s whose hittin switches like erick sermon | |
| Easierrider provider of the old school shit | |
| The tool gets hot when it' s shot | |
| Droppin shit on the mic, like faggots do in their drawers | |
| When they see my sihlouette, surprise, the crops is yours | |
| Blue light soars, speed to the heavens | |
| Seperate from your body in this piece of shit we live in | |
| You' re back to the essence we will always miss your presence | |
| See you later in bliss, for now i leave ya with this.. | |
| horn break | |
| kurious | |
| Anticipation of the groove makes me go rrrrahh | |
| Kurious the brainiest spontaneous, nah | |
| On the real sub, tell me yo yo, why they be buggin? | |
| They shoulders should be sore from the nuts that they be huggin | |
| Never payin tolls, cause i don' t own a car worrrrd up | |
| Tell a bitch if she wanna bone a star | |
| To ride my dick to the moon like a rocket | |
| Already got a girl, bitch you need to stop it | |
| My dog, i lock this up | |
| I know you' re laughin only wish that i could reach ya | |
| If i get my shit correct, i' m guaranteed to meet ya | |
| But you' re back to the essence we will always miss your presence | |
| See you later in bliss, for now i leave ya with this.. | |
| horn break | |
| kurious | |
| You tell me, " whattup hobbes?" i say that' s what jordan got | |
| You think i' m a superstar? nah, can' t afford a lot | |
| Of shit cause my pockets is fucked | |
| Welfare style, why smile? here stops the bucks | |
| Aww shit, make way for the prolific charismatic | |
| Hispanic, puerto rican cuban plus a functional addict | |
| Rehabilitation is needed | |
| Got soul cruise control at 55, never speeding | |
| The ticket, you stick it, crevice, is anal | |
| Try to match up parallel, and yo the pain will | |
| Make you cringe, but the joint is dedicated | |
| To my man up top, none other than subroc | |
| Takin time machine trips, go back and correct shit | |
| Roughed up a beat, i freestyle on some next shit | |
| You' re back to the essence we will always miss your presence | |
| See you later in bliss, for now i leave ya with this.. | |
| horn break |