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Some of that funky old school flavor.
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Old school big beats, funky grooves, funny raps. The Bumptious Kankers are now retired after 7 years of crazy kantankerous music. Thanks to all that listened.
Old school big beats, funky grooves, funny raps. The Bumptious Kankers are now retired after 7 years of crazy kantankerous music. Thanks to all that listened. However, around Halloween time, the Kankers might just drop a couple of spooky rhymes for old times. Also coming soon, Limited edition Halloween album, featuring tracks from the past 4 halloweens + remixes and alternet versions.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #7,294
Peak in subgenre #628
Author
Corn Cobb
Rights
2004
Uploaded
November 29, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
Worddddd
Lyrics
word it's kankers and we don't even front cuz ya know we like to kick it to ya like punt you know we don't let you down, we come crashin like a gong we got game like Doom 3, you got game like pong it's all about trust when i flow on the mic don't be a alarmed I got the ample bust like chelsea charms I'm choppin up the beat like a butcher chops meat and when my crop is sweet I rap and drop a top-notch treat my rhymes are slick so where's my slip n slide I think I might have left it in my crusty ass ride slamin hammers like thor and fly like ducks on the migrate lockin rings together like power twins activate lots of mcs movin they jaw but I aint even hearin em I put em on mute like they were chewin invisable bubble gum -------- if you're hearin this pat yourself on back cuz the rest of my CDs are chillin on the rack Bumptious comin though = WUE-RD Bumptious flow tight = WUE-RD Bumptious stompin boots = WUE-RD Bumptious Kankers rock it all night = WUE-RD Just when you think my soggy ass is gonna quit I come back on the attack with a new phat hit ------- phat and slimey like jabba the hut KA POW kicked you with my corn ridden foot kaput, infact that's not really what im about truth is I slap random people with trout do a cartwheel off the roof and land with a summer sault then catapault all the way to the bank vault your breath's so bad that i think might i have to hide you need to bust out the brush and the mad floryde no dirty gangsters allowed to be smokin dope take your ass the shower, don't forget the soap so drunk, I already forgot my next line something to do with hillybilly and his moonshine but that's ok cuz I keep goin like the energizer bunny it ain't funny when my crusty nose is runny snot my problem when you got buggers in your eye I sneeze real hard then let the mucus fly - word ---------------------- so i tell ya my lips are chap and cracking, it's friggen sick how many people do I gotta ask for chap stick? I mow the lawn with a pair of safty sissors takes a month and a half but i do my business bam, I can your lip,like chef boyaredee have you rollin in meat sauce like beefaroni keep tappin my buttons and i'll let loose like blanka zap yo ass then give ya the chop like tatanka this aint no game, get those cards out my face but if you wanna play I start with bord walk and park place What am I? "The sh** " but I don't stank I'm just top rank and got more hardware than hank Word, fool it's lil somethin from the kanks will corn cobb take a bath? no thanks meet me on the streets, don't flip me the bird just give me a dap and I'll say word
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