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The Hudson River Theory
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It's never too late to waste a little time. This is mastabeta.
Honest rap. Anybody in a pink jumpsuit need not apply, unless of course you are man enough to wear it without checking with your friends every ten minutes. ------------------------------------------------- "A fine collection of bad dubs. I'm just glad it exists." -EPL
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #12,814
Peak in subgenre #941
Author
Mastabeta aka E.Lugo
Rights
1999 Zombiehead/Goodrobot
Uploaded
March 13, 2003
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MP3 3.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Braggin' rights...
Lyrics
I stimulate your mind with this verbal viagra attack your wack and leave you flat like a spatula New York's the empire Drinkin' rotten apple cider fix blunts with EZ Wider spillin' Budweisers cuz we fucked up even chickenheads is actin' stuck up crackheads rob your shit and leave your face cut up What up with my city??!? I scream it on the mic with my breath shitty like diapers Hip Hop "Survivors" know the deal... so don't be bafflin' my clique with bullshit... ...and then claim to "keep it real" To appeal to people that subscribe to "Word up" and "Tiger Beat" promotin' murder I'm the certified, verbalized, lyrical berzerker unlike ANYTHING you ever heard of "Welcome to my restaurant, the name is EFROC, I'll be your server" Bringin' hamburgers with more beef than you expected, keep walkin' unprotected through my badlands... I'll strangulate your fam with the hands of a madman... In this sport, ballas shouldn't even touch the court I come through "mentally rich - financially short" Supreme Court to the South Street Seaport... I blast styles off the hook like telephones after breakups Wash off your makeup and just hold your plate up Servin'...emcees all the time cuz my battle raps be like the Thin Red Line My voicebox booms what I create in my mind The Hudson River Theory is clearly defined *What's mine is mine - what's yours is mine...and if you keep that in mind, then we'll all be fine* Authenticity... my verse simply plays like a symphony Reacts to your ears, plus stimulates you visually infinitely...flows forever like the galaxy the microphone's in front of me my clique stands in back of me "Eriche is a dick" "He's a mastabeta jerker" Don't forget "I'm dope and plus a really hard worker" because to get what I want takes mad skills and practice A man is best described by the results of his actions... I close niggas like captions with a passion to enlighten...because I choose to keep typin' words that be frightenin' the ears off Mike Tyson ciphers are Holyfields, I'm the GOD that be snipin' emcees like wild boars and bison with lines so excitin'... they keep lesser gods bitin' I provide the energon cubes for all Deceptagons that's why bitches always ask me... "What type of shit you on???" Could it be outer space? The hidden species of another race? Gin and ginger ale? or just an overdose of freebase? Servin' emcees all the time cuz my battleraps be like the Thin Red Line My voicebox booms what I create in my mind The Hudson River Theory is clearly defined - *What's mine is mine and what's yours is mine and if you keep that in mind then we'll all be fine*
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