[00:11.10]Chain-smoking beedies 'til his brain's broken completely
[00:13.66]Get back on his feet, work out, and eat some Wheaties
[00:16.63]Greedy for the cheese, please, most couldn't fathom
[00:19.20]Had him in the cobra clutch when he spat the mad hymn
[00:22.04]Gems, collection of *brrrrrrat*'s, Timbs and hats
[00:25.05]Had no time for the pitty-pat, I'll give him that
[00:27.74]The rhythm hit him back with a right hook
[00:30.14]Shook it off, caught a shiner, thought it was an aight look
[00:32.99]Depends on the shades, the end of days fades
[00:37.11]Pretenders lay in dazes on stages, Du-malaise
[00:41.29]Eat it up, microphone, microwave mayonnaise
[00:44.14]His own way was strange but it matters not
[00:47.02]Tuned into a frequency tone that shattered rock
[00:49.65]Hold it down like Shatner do Spock
[00:52.27]Rapper jocks need to put a sock their chatterbox
[00:55.24]The block got light of IOC stock
[00:57.96]Folks gather round, it's no joke like "Knock, knock"
[01:00.86]It's them, they came home to roost y'all
[01:03.60]And watch 'em transform the game to the rules of foosball
[01:06.32]She's too small, any questions?
[01:08.98]Him could squeeze blood from a penny in the recession
[01:11.54]Keep guessing, it gets deeper than depression
[01:14.26]The power of suggestion wake a sleeper, peep the lesson
[01:19.02]Dig that beat
[01:19.83]Ripped it with Metal Fingers and stomped it with big fat feet
[01:22.70]And you know what they say, cut the hay
[01:25.39]Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated
[01:28.08]But today it's all grey, metallic with a ruby stone
[01:30.90]Rude like the type of dude you could write a movie on
[01:33.67]Hardcore porn, did his own stunts
[01:36.41]Writ his own rhymes and split his own blunts
[01:39.29]Once in a while, every other minute
[01:42.08]Eyes pop out, Popeye, heavy on the spinach
[01:44.77]Steady on his business and ready with an ill pitch
[01:47.31]Keeps a bad bilznitch like Denny Kucimilznitch
[01:50.10]No hitch, just a shit-load of spit and sneeze
[01:53.26]Strictly G stacking up off a rack of hidden fees
[01:55.87]Rap is like the gay club strip tease
[01:58.46]With hippies on the yip saying "Hey bub, grip these"
[02:01.52]They screaming for attention
[02:04.05]Beaming at the mention of a scary demon convention
[02:06.69]You could cut the tension with a switchblade
[02:09.69]And serve it on the same plate of hors d'oeuvres a witch made
[02:12.51]Filleted, persuaded the chambermaid
[02:15.15]To bet her paycheck on a get-naked game of spades
[02:17.76]Straight up, no chaser, no layaways
[02:20.90]Caution, faint taste of microwave mayonnaise
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[02:24.10]"Doom has taken over every continent"