Funny Ass Rap Vol. 2 Prod. By Shawn S. Beatz Lyrics By Adam Stark

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Lyrics:

"This is only meant to be funny:

it's a concerning journey me & hip hop merged-worlds-wit,
i defer to disperse the words firm n donated my sperm to ya current-girlfriend,
The girl you thought was hot-&-sexy,
now on to the topic that draws-up-envy,
her slot wasnt often-empty,
not knowin' she was blowin' my cock for a promise of a Mazda-Bentley,
but I only gave her a toy car bitch where you think these odd impossible obstacles-get-me?
she must've thought it was awful-tempting,
im omnipresent to these wanna be model-peasants,
after destroying an annoying crack-house i blacked-out then got-arrested,
one pound 7 ounces of tar in my large clogged-intestine,
trust-me nobody could've taught this top Dog-a-lesson,
the problem in my awkward trial that went wrong in the long-session,
i DID tell the judge the truth... i just forgot-to-stretch-it,
so the storm of cops swarmed & got-me-arrested,
but i happen to have an elaborate-alibi,
i said that coulda been any rap-hasben jack-rabbit with a bad-habit-to-vandalize,
caught off guard on tape i raged to say it was an arrogant-trial,
then prepared i tried for American-idol,
apparently my fame is way more apparent-then-i-knew,
They shouted "hey stop right there square-in-the-isle,"
i timidly stared there-in-denial,
as i saw randy jackson giving Nikki-minaj a titty-massage,
Nikki quickly hit-me & said piss-off!
hey Nikki if you wanna diss-me win a Grammy-first,
& if you ever do win-it give-it back to make us happiER,
I'd have-ta mark that day on my lavender Calendar,
this type of info im not gonna release to the public,
that would only teach-you feeble people what a grudge-is,
i will punch-fists & nudge-kicks to punk-kids who judge-this rubbishness,
tunnel vision up in an industrial tundra prison
where i dare declare some of the dumbest-live,
showed up to drug deal with a strange gray bag of baking soda,
to his dismay they tasted the display of the fake-coke-stuff,
agged the 8 men to drag his face on painted pavement til he made the arranged payment but ay too late his brain's-broken-up!
the punk must be surely-dead-then,
NO SHIT! was that your first-impression?
was it the perverse action of this nerdy perverted person's worthless brain in one thirty third of a fraction that made you infer-ur-question?"