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Introducing Masahiko
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Masahiko is the Dean Machine.
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"I'm Masahiko, as you know I'm not a hoe... But sometimes i freestyle, just so i can flow." Erm, that has got to be the worst opening line to any rap song, yet it had to be a rap song I made. sucks to be me eh?
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#94,560 in subgenre Peak #652
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Peak #1,162
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Masahiko
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Masahiko
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May 28, 2004
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MP3 5.3 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
The first song I made, might as well be a song introdcing my arrival into the rap world.
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Masahiko The Magnificent - "Introducing Masahiko" Music by: Masahiko for Virtual Vengeance Entertainment Written by: Masahiko intro: yo yo yo yo, masahiko up in this place, you dont know who i am? you better get ready, cause im gonna take over the entire country first, ima start of with washington, and then california, and then wisconsin, and then montanata, then new mexico, and then and then, oregon, and then 'ima going back to washington to take back the white house, heeyYeaahhhh. im just playing, yo you dont know who i am, then ya better listen verse #1: im masahiko as you know i'm not a hoe but sometimes i freestyle just so i can flow you think im not mean? hah hear me rant! if you a girl, and 19, im kobe bryant in the spotlight, like bennifer, im not an actor part of peta, but i still wear fur i noticed that christina's tits werent similar thats why i drove fifteen miles to kill/stab her doctor you think you tight in this game? hah, ill make you fumble like eminem in a gay orgy, i'm in the struggle i hate germs, like people in a plastic bubble i nailed betty badly, like i was barney rubble you can't see me, like matt lauer's hair im not there, when i wake up in a day care i prance around, and who do i see? i see avril lavigne, full releasing me pathetic interlude: (deep voice) verse #2: give me the gat, ill kill osama in a sec ill earn respect, everybody hit the deck! like a kenyan, i run fast like britney's marrige i displayed my rage, and yo, i never age on the front page, (thats right) of the daily bugle i looked cripple, like i lost a genital they got a photo of me, yo, in lots of pain cause i did the kama sutra moves to mary jane i feel the rain, its insane like bi-polar i speak, i yell, like michael buffer i nailed beyonce, but only with a rubber and when im done, 'ima pop like a geyser i aint touching that shit, cause it stank like cheese cake i aint tryin to hate, but she smell like shake and bake jay-z did too much damage to that hole i just want to rip out stacie orrico's fucking mole. verse #3 gay like clay aiken, yo, thats what you are inside your ass, there's a damn cigar, like lewinsky its very filthy, and freaky, damn bitch get away before you make me itch, i'll snitch i dont care what the fuck you say, i know i know ashton kutcher's gay, but he's here to stay, just for today, for my birthday, cause i need an ashtray you cant act, like liv tyler in a can you look like a girl, but inside you still a man gay, like a simple plan, without a single fan no wait, you had stan i banged halle berry, like i was billy bob when im through with her, she'll end up getting robbed im part of the mob, that tounged the olsen twins i can fuck them legally, but thats only if bush wins (music winds down) verse #4: weaving back and forth through the streets like an idiot driving only with bare feet so i can feel it the cops try and stop me, but they cant mess with this so i floor it, i see it, they try to fucking shoot it i vomit on the passenger side, i gotta clean it "fuck it" i say, like dirty harry, "make my day" its okay, but the traffic is gridlocked, i have no choice so i have to lock stock, i cock the 2 barrels, you bitches gotta die they take 2 shots, and bang, they see me fly i dodge em like neo, i end up in the sky they try they try, till they guns end up dry i run hella fast, like bush and vietnam in the mission, i ride the bay hella calm in the broadway, i spot the po po so i grab me a hoe, just to piss them off yo they follow my H2, the bitch had the flu i threw the bitch out, like a pot of rotting stew in geneva, im going 120 i skid me a bently, that scratched my car slighty i dont know where to go, no more, they try to follow me they cant see, cause im missing like a polar bear in the snow but they search for masahiko, like where's waldo i dont know, i dont know! pathetic outro: (deep voice)
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