Mac Lethal - Rapping Without the Letters A E I or U lyrics
[Mac Lethal - Rapping Without the Letters A E I or U lyrics]
This is a rap, where I do
Not use the letters A, E, i or U
Try to find one
Yo, yo, follow my flow, not hollow or slow
My motto's: YOLO, tomorrow go solo
Took two shots of Old Crow
To drown my sorrows
Cops torch my body by tomorrow, oh no
Tony sold poop to Bobby from Toronto
Conor, go box Floyd on TV pronto
Bombs go boom, throw two Glocks to Robocop
Look, mom, wow, my boob job's by Photoshop
Do not go downtown for colonoscopy
Doctors took Tom's foot, so sorry G
Gross, don't worry bro, pop Molly
Drop bombs on Kosovo, not sorry
No ho, no cry no hog, no pork
No job, no work no food, no fork
No God, no proof no bomb, no tomb
No condom - go bottom no mom, no womb
So long, go soon no floor, no roof
Shot goth porn to show my gold tooth
God, Lord, crown, thorns, odd words
Crowds form bono got mono from John Snow
Oops, Rondo got blow from Morocco
Golly, look, "Cool Storm" by Bob Ross
Comfort food, good stogy, hot scotch
Told Todd to go to Synth Pop shows
By DJ Cyclops my Mo Town shylock
Who took crowds of donors to Soros?
Psycho bros from Fox? Do Do's
Oh no, horror, doom
Took my sword from Krypton's moon
My Compton ho, do blow-jobs slow
Don't go to school, do rock shows
Poor folks got jolly old songs
So don't go to work, tomorrow's not long
Poor folks got jolly old songs
So don't go to work
Tomorrow's not lo-o-ong
Poor folks got jolly old songs
So don't go to work, tomorrow's not long
Poor folks got jolly old songs
So don't go to work
Tomorrow's not lo-o-ong
Not use the letters A, E, i or U
Try to find one
Yo, yo, follow my flow, not hollow or slow
My motto's: YOLO, tomorrow go solo
Took two shots of Old Crow
To drown my sorrows
Cops torch my body by tomorrow, oh no
Tony sold poop to Bobby from Toronto
Conor, go box Floyd on TV pronto
Bombs go boom, throw two Glocks to Robocop
Look, mom, wow, my boob job's by Photoshop
Do not go downtown for colonoscopy
Doctors took Tom's foot, so sorry G
Gross, don't worry bro, pop Molly
Drop bombs on Kosovo, not sorry
No ho, no cry no hog, no pork
No job, no work no food, no fork
No God, no proof no bomb, no tomb
No condom - go bottom no mom, no womb
So long, go soon no floor, no roof
Shot goth porn to show my gold tooth
God, Lord, crown, thorns, odd words
Crowds form bono got mono from John Snow
Oops, Rondo got blow from Morocco
Golly, look, "Cool Storm" by Bob Ross
Comfort food, good stogy, hot scotch
Told Todd to go to Synth Pop shows
By DJ Cyclops my Mo Town shylock
Who took crowds of donors to Soros?
Psycho bros from Fox? Do Do's
Oh no, horror, doom
Took my sword from Krypton's moon
My Compton ho, do blow-jobs slow
Don't go to school, do rock shows
Poor folks got jolly old songs
So don't go to work, tomorrow's not long
Poor folks got jolly old songs
So don't go to work
Tomorrow's not lo-o-ong
Poor folks got jolly old songs
So don't go to work, tomorrow's not long
Poor folks got jolly old songs
So don't go to work
Tomorrow's not lo-o-ong