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Trio of Death, Halt Mein, DJ RCB, J Dawg (Mike Hunt)
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March 25, 2005
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Lyrics
*rapping*
uh uh uh (I want a soldier)
Well you got me,
I'm PFC Brown,
Looking out for insurgents
shooting mortar rounds.
When you hear the loud BOOM,
You better get down,
Cuz the towelheads be hiding
but they gonna be found.
(Allah... Muhammed.. Jihad)
Now we're under
a full attack. (ah lee lee lee!)
Load up your magazines,
And start to shoot back. (brrrr bop bop bop bop)
I represent the G6 (G6..) in the DTAC. (DTAC..)
Collecting my dough in Iraq.
(-cash register sound-)
Gosh!... Halt!... Mein!... WOW!!
*singing*
Joey and Steve having hard times (hard times).
Back home making whack rhymes (whack rhymes).
I'm in Iraq commiting war crimes (war crimes).
But I'll be back home soon.
Til then they don't know what to do (what to do).
Joey says I'm cheap like a jew (like a jew).
But he knows it's so untrue (so untrue).
Why they gotta be hatin'?
Gosh!... Halt!... Mein!... WOW!!
*talking
You know know what? {^Gosh!^} I was just an innocent bystander. Why they gotta do this shit? {^Halt!^} (I know, right?) Calling me fat and cheap and shit. {^Mein!^}(What a prick!) Fade down this beat. {^WOW!!^}I know Joey hates that shit. (Fade it down, fade it down) But I got a surprise for you. Since they trying to fuck with people. Think I'm not going to retaliate. Shit. (abnotic records) Abnotic records fo shizzle (wooooooo-weeee). Start that shit off. Aaaaaah shit. uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh.
*rapping*
Steve let me start
with you first,
Since you had to call me out
in you rap verse. (PRICK!)
Now you sit there
and call me fat.
But you got stretch marks on your gut and your back.
(hypocrite)
Always ordering pizza from Dominoes.
While talking online to 15 year olds.
(-instant message sound- hehe I love you Steve I love you)
Broke ass lives in a room.
Instead of a real apartment.
Stealing PS2s from the electronics department. (playstation)
Now I got a lot more shit to diss you.
But you have to wait until next issue.
Joey don't worry,
you'll get yours too.
Since you had to call me cheap,
like a Jew.
(oy vey)
*singing*
Gosh, halt mein, and waacka decka. [x8]
*rapping*
Joey!
Now your time has come,
Since you started a conflict,
a war's begun.
You got a huge belly,
round like rubber. (Michelin man)
What's inside?
Probably whale blubber.
Instead of J-Dawg,
you should be Lil' Blub.
Making tuna sandwiches,
at Mr. Sub. (mmmmmmm)
Always complaining that you got no cheddar.
Spent all your money and you should know better. (broke ass)
Now you can't go,
and get your premit.
Do what you do best,
and just quit. (-crying sound-)
The family,
so much alike each other.
Won't have your license,
like your brother, or your mother.
(TYPICAL HUNT!)
You say that you and Allan don't relate.
But you both always seem to PROCRASTINATE.
Lacking ambition,
except in the kitchen.
You say it's all lies.
But I know it's non-fiction.
*singing*
Gosh, halt mein, and waacka decka. [x8]
*singing on left side while the talking is going*
(Having hard times... at home making whack rhymes. They're having hard times... at home making whack rhymes.)
*the talking on the right while the singing is going on*
It's all in good fun though. You know, fucking around. Trio of death forever. It's kinda funny though that you're.. arguing over.. Edison and Union when you're both from fucking Maplewood. What's up with that shit? Steve, you lived there for like a year. You lived in Sunbury more than you lived in Edison.
This song fades out. I know you hate that shit Joey.
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