Of all the beats/instrumentals I have made, this is my favorite....I think its got a good feel.
I am a comedy rapper, I like finding the most anti-thug topics and rhymin about them. Weird pointless rap, some of it may be above some people's heads. I like
My name is Tic Tac Toe.
Lyrics
Ding Dong the witch is dead
A house from the sky just fell on her head
Like nails on a chalk board or a fork on a plate
I make a sound that you love to hate
don’t break the bank my music is free to the world
Like your favorite kind of ice cream with a chocolate swirl
Run out the house screamin zombies ate my neighbors
But I can not identify, the perpetrators
Oochie Oochie, Wally Wally to the bang bang
Hang out on the streets like I’m part of a gang gang
Sing little birdie go tweet tweet tweet
Rye, Pumpernickel, Sourdough or wheat
I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance
Like a lazy rive I just follow the currents
Guess Who? Your right, its Tic Tac Toe
I just sunk your battleship now its your turn to go
Trip T will make you move
Go on and find your groove
No reason to stop
So Dance until you drop
I ain’t gonna pick up the phone
So why don’t leave a message at the tone
I am done writing papers and I am done writing speeches
Time to retire on warm sunny beaches
Give an A effort, a hundred ten percent
Don’t misconstrue my words man, you know what I meant
Coming in loud and clear, my signal is strong
I’m not in You Click Man, I just don’t belong
Is the bottle half full or is the bottle half empty
I’m not a greedy guy man, so don’t try to tempt me
I keep the rap game on a tight leash
Got DJ Skillz that you can’t teach
Try to make all my lines rhyme
But sometimes I ain’t go the time
You’re paging through the yellow pages looking for me
Give me a yes, or a no…I don’t want any maybes
Give me the details, and stick to the specifics
Follow the tracks like I’m Canadian Pacific
Taste Jacks Chili, its homemade and terrific
I’m combustable, corrosive, and bit acidic
A little nutty, but smooth like jiffy and skippy
I come in peace like aliens and hippies
Yikes, Stripes, Fruit Striped Gum
They won’t upset your stomach, you won’t need tums
Produced 17 Tracks with only a laptop
Do the egg dance and the do the bunny hop
Shope until you drop, like you just can’t stop
From the Midwest where corn is our crop
So you wanna know about tic tac toe?
That’s too bad, this ain’t a game show
I’m not on your level; I am ahead of the game
And all I want to do is find some fortune and fame
