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Zeah. |
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(sample from L'Trimm's "Cars That Go Boom") |
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"We stopped short, did a double take |
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He was looking so fine i thought i wasn't awake." |
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I make haste to waste the whole place |
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and pump fat bass to win the rat race |
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and I rape that face |
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and erase the bad taste. |
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No shame cause I came to entertain |
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cause it pays to be vain |
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cause it pays to be changing your name with the train of the fame |
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and humane to the pain to the brain of a dame. |
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i blow tops, i smoke pot and joke a lot |
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i robot you got to make a show stop |
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it aint no hip it ain't no hop |
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i'm not a rapper I just rap a lot |
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like ozzy osbourne I was born to perform |
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**** the norm when I've had the brainstorm. |
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I change form to another type of freak |
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my name is mister beck not mister beak |
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I did this to piss the business who put misfits on a crucifix. |
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little miss flick-of-the-wrist to cut the bliss |
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you can't get pissed about this. |
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(SAMPLE:) |
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"We stopped short, did a double take |
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He was looking so fine Ithought I wasn't awake." |
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Being futuristic these days means being futuristic on your own terms |
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being futuristic means loving worms |
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saving your sperm |
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wearing your pubes in a perm |
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you're not a wiz kid, you're just futuristic |
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you're just like everyone else: you lie to yourself. |
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Futuristic ain't shit to me, it ain't shit to me, it ain't shit to me. |
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yo. |
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I make haste to waste the whole place and pump fat bass to win the rat race |
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and I rape that face and erase the bad taste |
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no shame cuz I came to entertain |
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cause it pays to be vain |
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cause it pays to be changing your name with the train of the fame |
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and humane with the aims of the pains of a dame |
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I blow tops, I smoke pot and joke a lot |
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I robot you got to make a show stop |
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it aint no hip it ain't no hop |
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i'm not a rapper I just rap a bit or a lot |
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like Ozzy Osbourne born to perform |
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**** the norm when I've had the brainstorm. |
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I change form to another type of freak |
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my name is mister beck not mister beak |
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I did this to piss the business who put misfits on a crucifix. |
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little miss flick-of-the-wrist to cut the bliss |
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you can't get pissed about this. |
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OUTRO: |
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well it used to be that Peaches rolled the joints |
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and it used to be tha cilly G made the beats |
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my, times have changed |
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it's an installation, inspriation, |
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the role reversal with no rehearsal |
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Chilly G and the Peach. |
