MC Frontalot, Open Mike Eagle - Much Chubbier lyrics
[MC Frontalot, Open Mike Eagle - Much Chubbier lyrics]
Yo, billy goats like myself favor hillsides
We’re so good at going up them
It instills pride
And it feels right, posing on a peak
From up here, see into the end of next week
So I speak from observation
Brothers: way over yon
There’s an incline that I like
To picture us on
Got the greenest of the grasses
That I ever beheld
With a breeze in our direction
I could tell by the smell
That we’ve never been fed how
This hilltop could feed us
My bigger brothers
I dream of all three of us
Wandering yonder and filling our bellies up
But! Without us becoming deli cuts
In the process this is the rub
Got a stream in between going glubbidy-glub
The only bridge over, infested by troll
Hunger in my belly’s got me ready, set, go!
Look at me, I could be much chubbier
If I could eat
You would see much chubbier me
And then I would be much chubbier
Look at me, I could be much chubbier
I’m so scrawny! Much chubbier
The goat behind me is chubbier
He’s much chubbier
Big buck big brother
You’re the tallest of all of us
You could skip the situation
Like a troll apologist
Non-confrontational, bypass the bridge
Ford the river
Meet your brothers on the ridge
(What a cinch) but the kid and the buckling
Get it in that scenario
Two orders of cabrito by the scary moat
And I know biggest brother isn’t timid
Make short work: bridge troll, one minute
But check that bridge, it’s thin, it’s flimsy
That thing’s finished when you tussle
What a grim scene
Planks and ropes in the water, wave goodbye
And that’s two of us
Still going hungry tonight
So follow my lead
I got a notion to negotiate
"Yo, troll, ready up your dinner plate"
Not for me, though i’m much too slight
Look and see! I’m the littlest
Could barely fill a bite
He thinks I’m a plum fool
Little does he know he thinks he’s so smart
I think he’s a beanpole
Look at his chump chop, tiny and sinewy
His little hind legs
They remind me of centipedes
I wait for the real meat
That one’s a real geek
This little brainiac’s a waste of my appetite
And if he’s lying
Well he’s got to come back tonight
I’ll play the bad karma coming back to bite
Here comes big bro, chubbier indeed
Succulent mutton putting my
Stomach in frenzy!
I’ve chewed enough wood i’m
Hungry and won’t wait
An even chubbier brother
Really? You don’t say!
If’n it’s untrue, I’m seeing you both ways
If he’s really chubbier
I’m feeding the whole day
I’m thinking of skirt steaks
My tummy starts rumbling
It feels like an earthquake am
I going berserk? Wait! Ahhh!
Later, troll! Hey biggest brother, dry off
Salad bar’s open
We’re so good at going up them
It instills pride
And it feels right, posing on a peak
From up here, see into the end of next week
So I speak from observation
Brothers: way over yon
There’s an incline that I like
To picture us on
Got the greenest of the grasses
That I ever beheld
With a breeze in our direction
I could tell by the smell
That we’ve never been fed how
This hilltop could feed us
My bigger brothers
I dream of all three of us
Wandering yonder and filling our bellies up
But! Without us becoming deli cuts
In the process this is the rub
Got a stream in between going glubbidy-glub
The only bridge over, infested by troll
Hunger in my belly’s got me ready, set, go!
Look at me, I could be much chubbier
If I could eat
You would see much chubbier me
And then I would be much chubbier
Look at me, I could be much chubbier
I’m so scrawny! Much chubbier
The goat behind me is chubbier
He’s much chubbier
Big buck big brother
You’re the tallest of all of us
You could skip the situation
Like a troll apologist
Non-confrontational, bypass the bridge
Ford the river
Meet your brothers on the ridge
(What a cinch) but the kid and the buckling
Get it in that scenario
Two orders of cabrito by the scary moat
And I know biggest brother isn’t timid
Make short work: bridge troll, one minute
But check that bridge, it’s thin, it’s flimsy
That thing’s finished when you tussle
What a grim scene
Planks and ropes in the water, wave goodbye
And that’s two of us
Still going hungry tonight
So follow my lead
I got a notion to negotiate
"Yo, troll, ready up your dinner plate"
Not for me, though i’m much too slight
Look and see! I’m the littlest
Could barely fill a bite
He thinks I’m a plum fool
Little does he know he thinks he’s so smart
I think he’s a beanpole
Look at his chump chop, tiny and sinewy
His little hind legs
They remind me of centipedes
I wait for the real meat
That one’s a real geek
This little brainiac’s a waste of my appetite
And if he’s lying
Well he’s got to come back tonight
I’ll play the bad karma coming back to bite
Here comes big bro, chubbier indeed
Succulent mutton putting my
Stomach in frenzy!
I’ve chewed enough wood i’m
Hungry and won’t wait
An even chubbier brother
Really? You don’t say!
If’n it’s untrue, I’m seeing you both ways
If he’s really chubbier
I’m feeding the whole day
I’m thinking of skirt steaks
My tummy starts rumbling
It feels like an earthquake am
I going berserk? Wait! Ahhh!
Later, troll! Hey biggest brother, dry off
Salad bar’s open