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Truly epic.
THE TEXT
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No, I don't have a life.
Yo, yo, yo, wassup to my N-words!
Don't got bros, I don't hang in the streets
I don't beat my hos, I only beat my meat
Don't womanize, 'cause you know it's true
When you look in their eyes you'll see they're people too
Mother effin suffrage!
You know I'm a gangsta, you know I do coke
But I had to go to diet 'cause it burnt my throat
I've been doin' drive-bys all of my life
Except the bullets are newspapers, the car is my bike!
The car is my bike!
Yo yo yo 3.14 apple pi
I'll whip it out, clean it off, and stick it in her eye!
And by it I mean contact lens
Unless it got dirty
Yo yo yo 3.14 apple pi
I got rhymes and flows that make Hitler cry
George Bush won't, he'll just yell and rant
'Cause he's a presi-don't who Ameri-can't!
Oh my god...
That is good, the kid is, he is good! I know! I know him! I - yup, I swear to god!
I spit gangsta hymns 'cause I'm a gangsta straight
I think of twenty-inch rims when I masturbate
We're gonna be late, there's no time to waste
Because the girls that I date have a particular taste
The taste of my weiner!
Yo yo 3.14 apple pi
Why was I born white, no-one quite knows why
Gangstas sell their rocks, I got a collection
You couldn't get a rise out of a yeast infection
Yo yo I'm a lyrical heretic but I'll make you laugh
Hit you with rhetoric, then I'll cut you in half
I don't need to be a clown, I don't need to be nice
How 'bout you sit down and I'll serve you a slice
Of my 3.14 apple pi
My voice is so smoky it'll make you high
Here's a confession, It's all about me
Here's my impression of a broken jet ski
Budadadada, Zadadadudududududadudu, fill me with gas, I might be overheated
Here come the puns, here come the puns
Here come the puns, here come the puns
All you little thugs wanna mess me with me
Know that I've been doing drugs since the age of 3
I took my cereal, stabbed it open with a knife
Snorted that shit and I got high on Life
Yo yo a guy asked me for change, saying my mind was too dense
I said you won't make cents if you dont make sense
Yeah, big finale!
You know I flow and show it, you know that Bo know it
Your lawn I'll mow it and grow it cause he's a sho' poet
Yo my rims be spinning I winning, like Adam I be sinning
Potato skinnin' and knittin' and separate those linens
And in my eyes you see flies, and though you people tries
Just to disguise all your lies, but baby I be wise
You know I did it and shit it, you brothers couldn't hit it,
Then you try to ride it, too late, I already spit it!
Apple pi!
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No, I don't have a life.
slightly stupid
Theres a band named slightly stoopid :O
........ aww ****, you're right.I hope you didn't type them all out, the lyrics are already in the video details on youtube.
/dies laughing