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1. |
Cut My Foot Off
02:55
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Cut your foot off...4x
I cut my foot off, feet too funky for me
Always tapping to the beat
When I wanna take a seat
I cut my foot off, so I can't run away from me
If your foot causes you to stumble
Cut it off, hold up bitch, be humble...
I was feeling so unhappy
Didn't know what to do
So lonesome and lowdown
All because of my shoe
I took a step in the right direction
No more pussy footing around
Gave my leg a c-section
Now my shoe's a ghost town...
Girl we have no time to wallow in the mire
If you got cold feet, hold them to that fire...
Ooh...ooh...ooh
What is Footlocker without the feet?
It's just a locker that's incomplete
So cut your foot off...
Jealousy and vengeance
Are the emotions that I feel
See you walking down the street
Wanna cut off your heal
It's written in the Declaration
Life & liberty!
Pursuing my happiness
Cutting off extremities...
If I can't have my feet
Neither can you
I'm the foot Nazi
No pedi for you...
I cut my foot off, feet too funky for me
Always tapping to the beat
When I wanna take a seat
I cut my foot off, so I can't run away from me
If your foot causes you to stumble
Cut it off, hold up bitch, be humble
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2. |
Ketchup Man
02:58
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I'm the Ketchup Man
Open up your hands
Rub it on your face
Give yourself a ketchup tan
I'm the Ketchup Man
Try to understand
Rub it on your pants
And do a little dance...
I'm the Ketchup Man,
If you're a ketchup fan
Call 1-800-KETCHUP
Have your credit card at hand
I'm the Ketchup Man
Trust me when I say
Pour it in your cocktail
Drink the night away...
Ketchup doesn't make the man
The man makes the ketchup
And puts it in your hand
Mustard and mayo do what they can but,
They can't do what the Ketchup Man can...
I'm the Ketchup Man
Harder than Van Damme
Feel the ketchup blast
As I go Rambo on datazz
At the ketchup stand
Blisters on my hands
All those lonely hours
Spreading ketchup 'cross the land...
Ketchup doesn't make the man
The man makes the ketchup
And puts it in your hand
Mustard and mayo do what they can but,
They can't do what the Ketchup Man can...
I'm the Ketchup Man, aww
I'm the Ketchup Man, ooh
I'm the Ketchup Man, Ketchup Man
Catch me if you can...
Ketchup doesn't make the man
The man makes the ketchup
And puts it in your hand
Mustard and mayo do what they can but,
They can't do what the Ketchup Man can...
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Milk Faucet
03:03
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I want to milk faucet
I want to faucet
I want to faucet
Make it white right now...
Milk could be a utility
Gas, electric, clean water, can’t ya see
I turn on my spigot all the time
If it's clear I may commit a crime
The need for milk it ain’t wild
If you have a kid feed it to your child
Child drinks it down oh so quick
2 percent skim milk in the mix...
Milk in the veins
Milk in the vines
In the pipes you know its fine
And it's alright...for me...
You know it's in your fridge
You ain't gotta budge
When push comes to shove
I gotta nudge
Get the milk pipe in the street
Tell the gov you like your milk neat
Milk on the rocks it ain't cool
Saw it done at the milk school
Calcium in your hips in your thighs
Vitamin D in your veins in your eyes...
I want to milk faucet
I want to faucet
I want to faucet
Make it white right now
Milk in the veins
Milk in the vines
In the pipes you know its fine
And it's alright...for me...
I want to milk faucet
I want to faucet
I want to faucet
Make it white right now...
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I know that you know
That there's a little man
Who follows you wherever you go now
You say, you're afraid of those little hands
The little hands of that little man man...
I know that you feel alarmed
But what if he means you no harm?
He wants to get to know you better
And what is wrong with that?
Please don't fly away
Like a scared bluejay
He's just a small padre
And not a bird of prey...
Don't be afraid of strangers
For a stranger is just a friend
A friend you haven't met yet
Don't be afraid of that little man
For one day you might need a helping hand
That little hand of that little man man...
You say, one day, you will find the man
The man man that you've always dreamed of
But you, eschew, the thought that this little man
Could take you in his loving little arms...
I know you feel scared to death
You hear his tiny footsteps
But all he wants from you
Is a little piggyback ride
You try not to care
But he's always in your hair
And his little mouth is twitching
And salivating goo...
Don't be afraid of strangers
For a stranger is just a friend
A friend you haven't met yet
Don't be afraid of that little man
For one day you might need a helping hand
That little hand of that little man man...
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5. |
Wood U Like A Mint?
02:24
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Running late forgot to brush
Reach for my tin, but it’s just dust
Temperature’s rising gotta stay cool
What I’m gonna do if I can’t find a pool?
Time’s wasting, mouth gets hot
Drooling like a dog
My tongue sweats a lot
Spearmint, peppermint
I don’t even care
Winterfresh is the best
But I need some right here...
Wood u like a mint? Baby?
When I open up this tin
You’ll feel the winter wind
Just put your fingers in
Wood u like a mint? Baby?
We’re getting fresh to this
So spiced up, my mouth bewitched
These mints is strong as shit...
Down on the corner the Mint Man came
Gave me a dap and asked my name
“Hey, little boy, wood u like a mint?”
“Sure, Mr. Man, just give me a hit!”
Went from no cash to re-upping the stash
In the Mint House counting fat stacks
Police knocking, coming through the door
Hide all the mint underneath the floor...
Embarrassmint, discontent
Taking supplemints
Get my vitamints
So, I can stay strong
Win argu-mints
With a pleasant scent
Nobody gets upset...
Wood u like a mint? Baby?
When I open up this tin
You’ll feel the winter wind
Just put your fingers in
Wood u like a mint? Baby?
We’re getting fresh to this
So spiced up, my mouth bewitched
These mints is strong as shit...
If you need a mint don’t hesitate to ask
Just ‘cause I offer don’t mean
Your breath smells like ass...
Wood u like a mint? Baby?
When I open up this tin
You’ll feel the winter wind
Just put your fingers in
Wood u like a mint? Baby?
We’re getting fresh to this
So spiced up, my mouth bewitched
These mints is strong as shh!
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6. |
Going Down
02:04
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I'm standing at the window
I'm ready to jump
I've got AIDS & terminal cancer
The doctors found the lump
Satan scored a touchdown
Made my life a mess
No friends and hooked on smack
My cars been repossessed
I'm running naked through the playground
If I had a home I'd burn it down
Get ready for the grand final
The gun barrels to my ear canal...
I'm going down, down, down
I'm going down, down, down
You can try to bring me up
But I'm...going down...
My high school sweetheart left me
For a guy named Chad
Now my kids don't recognize me
And they're calling him Dad
Started doing hard drugs intravenously
One day I'll shoot up a speedball
Go on a killing spree
Maxed out all my credit cards
No job and I can't get hard
Laying down on the railroad tracks
Once I'm dead I can finally relax
Once I'm dead I can finally relax...
I'm going down, down, down
I'm going down, down, down
You can try to bring me up
But I'm...going down...
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I'm No Emeril
03:07
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I’m no Emeril but I’ll cook for you
It’s just about the least I can do
I’m no Emeril but I’ll cook for you
I’ll make a soup or maybe a stew
Come on, ooh, ooh, I’ll cook for you
I’m no Emeril, but I’ll cook for you
I’m no Emeril, baby, but I’ll cook for you
I’m no Emeril, but I’ll cook for you...
We’re all so hungry, fighting alone
Trying to get back to our home
Nobody cares what we deal with day to day
And the food’s no good when we get home
So, we’re wasting away...
I’m no Emeril but I’ll cook for you
It’s the least I can do
After all you’ve been through
I’ll make a soup or a stew
Or a sandwich or two
I’ll do whatever you want me to do
I’m gonna cook for you...
So starved for love
It’s all I ever wanted
But the way I go about it is so retarded
I know one day I’ll find my queen
And we’ll be here in the kitchen
Cooking gourmet cuisine...
I’m no Emeril but I’ll cook for you,
It’s the least I can do
After all you’ve been through
I’ll make a lobster bisque
Or a sandwich or two
I’ll do whatever you want me to do
I’m gonna cook for you...
If you stay on through the night
There’ll be breakfast on the table
By the morning light
Never cooked for no one but you
And I hope you believe it’s true
Am I the man for you?
I'll say, “Bam!” like Emeril do...
I’m no Emeril but I’ll cook for you,
It’s the least I can do
After all you’ve been through
Kick it up a notch or two
More Sirach’ in your stew
I’m gonna cook, gonna cook,
Gonna cook for you
I’m gonna cook for you...
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Bobby Hemmitt
03:35
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Crack cocaine in the fish filet
Michael Jackson with the angel’s wings
Chaos vision in the eyes of the Sphinx
Melanin computers and Lord & the Ring...
Living in the Matrix
At least, that’s how it feels
If this is illusion
Then imagination’s real
Prayers to Nostradamus
And the secrets were unfurled
That’s the life we’re living
Primordial souls in a sham world...
Brother Bobby Hemmitt
This world is but a dream
From pyramids to projects
You woke us from our sleep
Brother Bobby Hemmitt
Prophet on these Harlem streets
Across from the Apollo
Where you set my soul free...
Carlos Santana sold his soul for a recipe
For the finest fried chicken
That this world would ever see
Rise above the death gate
Trigger ancient memory
This body’s just a cesspool
In the soul penitentiary...
Brother Bobby Hemmitt
This world is but a dream
From pyramids to projects
You woke us from our sleep
Brother Bobby Hemmitt
Prophet on these Harlem streets
Across from the Apollo
Where you set my soul free
Brother Bobby...
Chaos codes, Afrikan souls
Dragon lords & demon hordes
Quantum cults, Dracula bones
Post traumatic slave syndrome
New gods rise as old gods fall
Trapped inside of a black hole
Traveling to worlds unknown
Kemet-aphysical...
Brother Bobby Hemmitt
This world is but a dream
From pyramids to projects
You woke us from our sleep
Brother Bobby Hemmitt
Prophet on these Harlem streets
Across from the Apollo
Where you set my soul free...
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Aleppo Pepper
03:05
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Fill the bucket
Dip the nugget
Fuck the muppet
Aleppo pepper...
Just say, "Fuck it!"
Bring the ruckus
Fuck the muppet
Aleppo pepper...
Aleppo pepper...
Shoot your musket (musket!)
Blow your trumpet (trumpet!)
Fuck the muppet (muppet!)
Just say ,"Fuck It!" (fuck it!)
Bring the ruckus (ruckus!)
Fuck the muppet (muppet!)
Aleppo pepper...
(King SoloMon rap)
Peter Piper picked a pepper
Pepper from Aleppo
Let me name the Marx Brothers:
Groucho, Chico, Zeppo
I'm a Buddhist monk
Douse myself in petrol
When I light the match
Disco party explodes
Carpe diem, arboretum
Gladiator coliseum
Falafel on a pita
Exploding when you eat 'em
Nagasaki, Hiroshima
Nuclear fission
USA winning Eurovision!
Aleppo pepper
Aleppo pepper...
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Never laugh at somebody’s dream
Was a fortune cookie that I read
People will try to poo-poo in your eye
And blind you with their shit
Compromise leaves you dead inside
Might as well go and eat a bullet
Pay them no mind, stay on your grind
Stay 2 stupid 2 quit...
2 stupid 2 quit
2 smart 2 lose...
Look at me, I’m a nobody
And nobody wanna be my friend
Passed up, passed by, not worth your time
And I don’t feel human
When the mic’s in my hand the people stand
They want to know who I am
Well, where were you when I was sad and blue
Won’t quit ‘til I’m rich...
2 stupid 2 quit
2 smart 2 lose
2 stupid 2 quit
2 smart 2 lose...
Talent is illusion
Genius is unreal
And the last man standing
Will be the one with the record deal...
2 stupid 2 quit
2 smart 2 lose...
(A-ron rap)
2 stupid 2 quit
2 stupid & shit
God knows that I'm stupid
From my toes to my pits
I go front back left to right
I know that I'll be stupid for the rest of my life
I feel stupid but I'm not alone
I smell stupid from my stupid cologne
Stupid colors red, green, orange, purple & blue
Stupid him, stupid her, stupid me, stupid you
They say stupid is as stupid does
The stupid cow moos
And the stupid flies buzz
So heed the words of this stupid exclusive
Check the waveforms on these stupid acoustics
Mediate on this worldview
And follow in the path of your stupid guru...
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11. |
Kalashnikov
03:05
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Kalashnikov, I'll blow your head off
Kalashnikov, pow pow...
I don't care if you're black or white
'Cuz tonight I'm the attack...
Kalashnikov, I'll blow your head off
Kalashnikov, blah blah...
Massacre everyone in sight
Because tonight is my night...
Kalashnikov, I'll blow your head off
Kalashnikov, pow pow...
Happy, happy, happy
Happy people dancing around
Dancing to the happy, happy people sound
They don't know how I feel inside
But they're gonna find out
Tonight when they die...
Kalashnikov, I'll blow your head off
Kalashnikov, blah blah...
I will be a notorious mass shooter
When I blast the old man in the pooter...
Kalashnikov, I'll blow your head off
Kalashnikov, pow pow...
Shoot from the window
But aim for the stars
I'll kill myself
Before I'm put behind bars...
Kalashnikov, I'll blow your head off
Kalashnikov, blah blah...
I'm no god, no I'm just a man
But I'm taking human life with my hands...
Kalashnikov, I'll blow your head off
Kalashnikov, pow pow...
Kill myself, kill my family & friends
When I die I'll come back again...
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Green Door
02:21
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Vomit, dildoes and adult DVDs
Shit on the seats & jizz on the ceiling
The sun goes down
You can never unsee
What was behind that door
Whose color is green...
Come and explore
Behind the Green Door
Smells like a pet store
More than you bargained for
Behind the Green Door
Sign a release form
No, that’s not creamed corn
More than you bargained for...
Might see an old man
Jerkin’ it on the floor
Cucumber up his butt
Jammin’ back & forth
Every town has secrets
Lost to be found
It’s going down
Deep underground...
Come and explore
Behind the Green Door
Smells like a pet store
More than you bargained for
Behind the Green Door
Sign a release form
No, that’s not creamed corn
More than you bargained for...
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13. |
Bozo
02:54
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When I was young man
Only three foot tall
I went on your television show
To toss some balls
Toss the balls into buckets, you see
To win the grand prize
I stared at your creepy red lips
I saw your clown eyes...
The game begins
You wish me luck
I throw the ball
And win a Tonka truck
Now, it's time for the final round
I hope I win and impress this clown
I don't want the clown to frown...
Oh, Bozo
You let me play your bucket game
Oh, Bozo
My love for you I must proclaim...
You're a clown and I'm a boy
I have nothing and you have toys
Time stands still as the last ball flies
It lands the bucket
Now, I've won the grand prize
And the tears fall from my eyes...
Oh, Bozo
Forever I will sing your name
Oh, Bozo
I love to play your bucket game
Oh, Bozo
The greatest man on T.V.
Oh, Bozo
You're more than just a clown to me...
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14. |
Artificially Aged**
03:18
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Artificially aged (artificially aged)
Ever since I was a boy I never felt my age
I wanna be elderly (elderly)
Live in a home
Visits from my family...
I wanna run red stop signs
Sinatra record plays about 5 times
Newspaper clippings for the grandkids
Watchin Matlock on an IV medicine drip
Is this what life is now?
Flippin though picture of a life once proud
I’m still here, I know that i was young
(At one time)
I’m still here, I realize now I'm old
Do you wanna to be aged like me?
Artificially aged (artificially aged)
Ever since I was a boy I never felt my age
I wanna be elderly (elderly)
Live in a home
Visits from my family...
Is it my family?
Really my family?
I didn’t think time would pass
So quick as sand in an hourglass
I want the memories, I want the joy
I want it all like a kid wants a toy
So can I be young again?
If your old you’ll understand
So can I be young one more time (one more)
Bring me back to the age when I blew the time
Do you wanna be aged like me?...
Artificially aged (artificially aged)
Ever since I was a boy I never felt my age
I wanna be elderly (elderly)
Live in a home
Visits from my family...
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