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http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?xzqmzjmjrv2
It’s not really appropriate for the contest because I wrote the whole thing out.
here’s the words:
We the dope MC We use the royal WE cause we’re the king of the mic and we flow like the sea we flowin we glowin we showin we got the phat beats you fail you frail you in jail you makin’ toilet seats A special work program for the stupid and blind We send you a map to help you know the beat you can’t find wait rewind did we just say you blind ‘cause you’re also deaf not like the records You can’t hear **** we can tell when you recite words You say you flow but you don’t know to understand the music that’s your only wish but when we say bbum you ask if that’s a fish Yeah it is when we say dawg we don’t mean your our homie we mean you suck just like that stupid vacuum flowbie Billie Dee Williams you’re on at three AM ‘cause after we’re done you’re gonna need a psychic friend to read your future your suture is seven teen inches long when you cut yourself after hearing this song not cross the street but down the river all that vodka and tylenol is killing your liver you best pray your lovin god’s a forgiver of sins like when you step to the rhymes we bust in god we trust this iron never rusts its red hot fresh from the fire its burning high just like your funeral pire you’re undead like a zombie shufflin something in the bushes and you can hear it rustlin Like Boris Carloff We see you far off a damaged brain that’s what this was a jar of so strange deranged estranged just like the family discourse recourse remorse with don Giovanni But we’re the head the big cheese the grand master we know kung fu, we’ll make your life a disaster HA HA that was only a joke we’re only kiddin about the kung fu – the other details are hidden Crouchin’ tiger don’t miss my S – WORD PLAY like that vid on the net shows how you’re into turd play the third play that sounds like an inning get the **** off the field like the Bengals you’re never winning your local team yokel team them’s a joke team end of a losing season and you’re running out of steam we bring the pressure so hot in here we never measure the heat we keep it on the beat you never meet another person who is quite so leet head shots mug shots red hots they call us Jupiter ‘cause just like the red spot we a giant storm it’s too late for reform ‘cause you’re not even warm you cold, so old. Your life is over just like this rap
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Posted On: 06/25/2009 1:21AM | View Fortunato's Profile | # |