topical battle for audio-engagement over at rb.com
topic: see title
Lyrics
technapologies
ay yo I start wit' a death-trap in busses and trains/
u know, I'm talkin' 'bout a tip-up seat, drivin' me insane/
one day I sat down on that shit, nuttin' bad was on my mind/
all of a sudden I got clapped like mc's get by my rhymes/
so I stepped out the train, embarrased tryna (tryin' to) unfold/
from now I gonna avoid this piece of steel killin' icecold/
but what I told u ain't the worst thing that I ever experienced/
cuz the inventor of quick-cookers really had to be densed/
I mean... damn! this muthafucka made a cookin 12-gauge/
and seller told me:"please call our hotline when that thang breaks..."/
ever left alone at home wit' a shootin' quick-cooker?/
see there ain't no life-insurance-policy when this thing cook us/
and the seller said:"oh u get a new one, that's our guarantee!"/
and I said:"no! what the fuck? u wanna kill me finally?"/
damn! cuz of u I lost one arm, this ain't well done "well-done"/
it's the only thing that got cooked, it was merely "medium"/
last week I lost my girl she got know another one.../
but so the story doesn't end, let me tell u why she gone/
"the other one"... it was a dildo wit' a tip kinda crooked/
stimulatin this bitch better, imagine how this looks/
this whole sex-industry tries to invent the better man/
just becuz it is too painful to bend a real dick-tip then/
god damn I lost a girl cuz of this materialsim/
fellas listen! we lose bitches cuz of sex-toy-technicians...
