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Mad Crazy Raps
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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.
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Charts
Peak #801
Peak in subgenre #89
Author
Corn Cobb
Rights
2004
Uploaded
April 25, 2005
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MP3 4.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Talkin about Mad Crazy Raps, fool I wrote the book! ----- Who lives in a dumpster behind McDonlads Corn Cobb, and I like to sh** pants I can't dance so I won't change my stance but ill slay new school rappers with my hip hop lance they can't rap, they don't even know their ABCs it's a HIP-HOP battle and we'll have at thee! it's been a while, but I'm back to claim my throne cuz people be doggin tryin ta throw me a bone I pop out raps like Rush Limbough pops oxycotten I'll never be forgotten because my style and flow is rotten Hang gliding over the whole city droppin funky bombs while the kanker cheerleaders shake their pom poms I tried to warn ya but I knew you wasn't ready that wacky kanker sh** will twist you like spahgetti smokin the green, drinkin a 40, toakin the trees, tappin a shorty, chokin on weed, tellin my story, on muary povich, so b*** please consentrated but my consipation won't quit so I'm 2 legit, 2 legit to sh** But I'm corn cobb and I'm never through always puttin it down for the whole Kanker crew ------------------- one funky cracker and I'm half retarted I'll jump the tooth fairy and sell your teeth on the black market shave that beard you dirty ass hippy! I thought I told you once now skip along little skippy It's corn cobb the last ear on the stalk out line the gameplan in colored chalk then turn green and start smashin sh** like the hulk talkin about microphones yo I still buy em in bulk yo yo I'm bringing in the shine like a rock tumbler step back relax and I'm smackin and jackin the suckas she sells sea shell by sea shore but if she trys to sell em to me I take a detor ------------------- we in the club like seal eaten by a whale we got the clues and we hot on the trail and if you suckas really wanna see us fail we can be the salt and you can be the snail make like pac man and eat em all up like power pellets forget indiana jones, I got all the relics and relish and mustard I pour em on a frank This is what it's like to be a bumpious kank ---------- look up look up, look up in the sky I'm back to the future like marty mcfly The wheels on the bus go round and round even if it is the short bus, i still bring the sound ill take over your sandcastle and claim it mine slap you with a pelican, and now you smell again knockin crackers over at the 7-11 bargin bin they be like help I've fallen and I can't get up again rap needs a fool like me to keep the game balanced when I was a kid I got microphones for my allowence Drive bys with them super soakers on the scean and I spray my gang tags with silly string shiver me crackers, I don't mess around you get the sh** knockin crusty boot all over the town 99% people that listen to this are gonna groan and the other 1% will probably moan But thats alright cuz thats hows it suppost to be If I didn't rap about mouth sores then I couldn't say I'm me But I do, and I am, and I eat green eggs and hams looked inbetween my toes and found another funky jam
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