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R.A.P. Rhythm. And. Poetry. The core element to rap is a rhythmic expression of words with meaning. I like to bring that meaning back to the stage. I don't waste my breath unless it's got a purpose, albeit a simple one.
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#36,298 today Peak #508
#3,008 in subgenre Peak #48
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December 12, 2011
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MP3 4.5 MB 160 kbps 3:54
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So there's this girl in my class Always shakin' her ass. I keep thinkin' one day she's gone just pass gas And it wouldn't surprise me, Cause this girl reminds me Of the nastiest thing: She should have a big marquis Sayin' that she gone get with every single dude As long as he's just marginally cute And he has a penis I really mean this She's the dirtiest thing since a little green cyst. You might not recognize her on a Sunday morning But any other day you'll see her forni cating, I'm insinuating That she gets down 24/7 it's amazing Don't worry if your flirtation skills are subpar She'll still give you a ride in the back of your car. If you ask her about it, she'll probably deny But it's so obvious I have to cry CHORUS She could fix the economy with all the jobs she gives Walkin' around in those shorts, bein' all kinds of seductive If you wanna date her go ahead and be my guest, Just know that the amount of dudes she does won't be any less Now when you see her dance and start shakin' her hips You'll know that they don't lie, but they might take you on a trip To the doctor's office and you'll need a shot Cause there's only one way to explain what you just got. Like I said she's dirty and nasty and obscene She's had more play than a vegas slot machine. More people have been up on her than a trampoline. And she be goin' down more than a submarine. Gettin' dirtier than behind your ears She's prolly made out with every one of your peers Now if I had to describe her, let me make it very clear Imma yell one word and then you'll hear: chorus Now there's a positive aspect to this girl She's the prettiest girl in the whole wide world Assuming she was the only inhabitant of the planet Because that's the only way that I could possibly understand it You see she's cute but in a pitiful way Like a cat with one leg who's tail's been ripped away Or a dog who's barking at you just tryin' to say That a boy's fallen in a well Just that way I'm sure she has hobbies and a nice personality But that kinda conflicts with her twisted morality And I don't want to start any rumors or nothing, But she might even be into bestiality Now you may be sayin' "She's just in tune with her sexuality And that in no way affects her rationality You're being discriminatory to all women right now! If you were in her position you wouldn't have a cow!" This isn't Pulp Fiction but allow me to retort I admit I may have a bias of sorts This girl has had a lot of intimate encounters But add me, subtract intimacy and then you'll get ours You see she was always entertained by my rhymes But if I'd inch a little closer she'd inch away every time Now the only reasonable explanation Is that she was overcome with a moral sensation She felt bad, either a lot or just somewhat She didn't want me finding out about all of her smut So she just didn't get with me, and I'm perfectly fine with that Because now I know that she's just a big fat-
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