Dumbfoundead - MC Showcase 2011 lyrics
[Dumbfoundead - MC Showcase 2011 lyrics]
Yo, I remember when cyphers were off the dome
It happened on street corners
Not recorded at your home
It's something I don't condone
I hope that I'm not alone
I'm doing this for the trolls
That are commenting down below
Let's pick it up from D-Pryde
Listen up, it's "me" time
Arizonas, hit Coronas, buzzing like a beehive
Don't even need to be high to blow it up
I'm Jihad
This is all free, no tickets out the kiosk
(Bee yotch) a free speech inner city griot
Ladies on the dick 'cause I'm
Rocking a Magnum PI
Everybody, be honest you thought I
Wouldn't be on it? I'm killing
Now you're feeling it and clapping
Like a sea otter the legendary freestyler
I say my name three times
Appear like the Candyman and
Beat your little pinatas
They call me E honda
I got a strong pimp hand your girl
She's a big fan and hanging off my kickstand
I'm obviously a product of wasted youth
And to the total opposite of
Everything safe to do
Used to have an ankle bracelet that
Beeped when I left the room
Not really a role-model
I'm here to corrupt the youth
Middle fingers lifted proud
Five-finger discounts kick, spit, piss
Flick cigs where the pigs lounge
Swigging a 5th of any liquor
That is shit brown
Drinking early like the locals
At the hick-town
Shout-out to Dale Firebird for the moonshine
Flow so sick, people saying gesundheit
Always got bars around me
Feels like I'm doing time
You and I are like comparing
Boxing to muay thai
Fans lining up, trying to smoke me out
Telling me they got a fat blunt rolled
If they see us in the venue, they might kick
Us out, but holler at me after the show, ho
Yo, half Frankenstein
Other half Genghis Khan
The type of style that
Most people can't describe
Young'uns coming up
Telling me that I'm past my prime
I was better than most folks
When my ass was five
Huh, yeah, you too weak for this
Might as well quit and turn
In your two-weeks notice
I make quotables, you barely meet quotas
K Town hold my city on each shoulder
Local celebrity, international pimp
Never get hotel room, just crash at her crib
No rent-a-car, she my private taxi and shit
Does whatever I want her to
Never ask for a tip
Huh, drank toasted, smoking dank posted
Hoes get spanked while we
Bumpin' that Frank Ocean
West-Coasting, dubs in the air
Freestyles over here, free hugs over there
Fans lining up, trying to smoke me out
Telling me they got a fat blunt rolled
If they see us in the venue, they might kick
Us out, but holler at me after the show, ho
It happened on street corners
Not recorded at your home
It's something I don't condone
I hope that I'm not alone
I'm doing this for the trolls
That are commenting down below
Let's pick it up from D-Pryde
Listen up, it's "me" time
Arizonas, hit Coronas, buzzing like a beehive
Don't even need to be high to blow it up
I'm Jihad
This is all free, no tickets out the kiosk
(Bee yotch) a free speech inner city griot
Ladies on the dick 'cause I'm
Rocking a Magnum PI
Everybody, be honest you thought I
Wouldn't be on it? I'm killing
Now you're feeling it and clapping
Like a sea otter the legendary freestyler
I say my name three times
Appear like the Candyman and
Beat your little pinatas
They call me E honda
I got a strong pimp hand your girl
She's a big fan and hanging off my kickstand
I'm obviously a product of wasted youth
And to the total opposite of
Everything safe to do
Used to have an ankle bracelet that
Beeped when I left the room
Not really a role-model
I'm here to corrupt the youth
Middle fingers lifted proud
Five-finger discounts kick, spit, piss
Flick cigs where the pigs lounge
Swigging a 5th of any liquor
That is shit brown
Drinking early like the locals
At the hick-town
Shout-out to Dale Firebird for the moonshine
Flow so sick, people saying gesundheit
Always got bars around me
Feels like I'm doing time
You and I are like comparing
Boxing to muay thai
Fans lining up, trying to smoke me out
Telling me they got a fat blunt rolled
If they see us in the venue, they might kick
Us out, but holler at me after the show, ho
Yo, half Frankenstein
Other half Genghis Khan
The type of style that
Most people can't describe
Young'uns coming up
Telling me that I'm past my prime
I was better than most folks
When my ass was five
Huh, yeah, you too weak for this
Might as well quit and turn
In your two-weeks notice
I make quotables, you barely meet quotas
K Town hold my city on each shoulder
Local celebrity, international pimp
Never get hotel room, just crash at her crib
No rent-a-car, she my private taxi and shit
Does whatever I want her to
Never ask for a tip
Huh, drank toasted, smoking dank posted
Hoes get spanked while we
Bumpin' that Frank Ocean
West-Coasting, dubs in the air
Freestyles over here, free hugs over there
Fans lining up, trying to smoke me out
Telling me they got a fat blunt rolled
If they see us in the venue, they might kick
Us out, but holler at me after the show, ho