Three Piece Suit and Sneakers by Mr.B The Gentleman Rhymer Lyrics
To all you chucker MCs who don't play with a straight arm
I'm going to lyrically cause you some great harm
All you painters want to hate it, call me a farce
I take it downtown because that's a bunch of arse
I've a hunch that's the last time you do that
Got a weapon, and it's a fast rhyme to hit back
At the naysayers and what not
Who take pot shots
At chap-hop
Well I cannot be bothered with that lot
They did it to Run-DMC back in the day
Told them that it wasn't music but they signed them anyway
12 years later, I'm still here
I shan't apologise if you find that queer
When I first turned up they didn't know what to do
'Cuz sorta chappy, you knew them but still broke the rules (?)
Is what they said about me when I was walking along
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
Shell toes or brogues
Brogues or shell toes
What I'm going to wear to the show, nobody knows
A man of mystery since Chap-Hop History
Though I'm quite pissed, to be honest
While inspecting these rhymes
And now it's time to find out the truth
Unfold the secret guise of my youth
It's 70%-proof
6 parts Gin, 2 parts Vermouth
Nobody believed that an English gent
Could invent something to make hip-hop bent
Out of recognition
But I press on with my mission
A singlular vision
I got the permission
From the elders of style
To be guile with my dandified profile
And defect bile from the popinjays
Who didn't like how I'd swung
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
- Jordy3D
I'm going to lyrically cause you some great harm
All you painters want to hate it, call me a farce
I take it downtown because that's a bunch of arse
I've a hunch that's the last time you do that
Got a weapon, and it's a fast rhyme to hit back
At the naysayers and what not
Who take pot shots
At chap-hop
Well I cannot be bothered with that lot
They did it to Run-DMC back in the day
Told them that it wasn't music but they signed them anyway
12 years later, I'm still here
I shan't apologise if you find that queer
When I first turned up they didn't know what to do
'Cuz sorta chappy, you knew them but still broke the rules (?)
Is what they said about me when I was walking along
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
Shell toes or brogues
Brogues or shell toes
What I'm going to wear to the show, nobody knows
A man of mystery since Chap-Hop History
Though I'm quite pissed, to be honest
While inspecting these rhymes
And now it's time to find out the truth
Unfold the secret guise of my youth
It's 70%-proof
6 parts Gin, 2 parts Vermouth
Nobody believed that an English gent
Could invent something to make hip-hop bent
Out of recognition
But I press on with my mission
A singlular vision
I got the permission
From the elders of style
To be guile with my dandified profile
And defect bile from the popinjays
Who didn't like how I'd swung
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
He had a three-piece suit and sneakers on
- Jordy3D