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ces cru - idiot box lyrics

[verse 1: stik figa]
after a word from a sponsor, watch us make a monster
lights, camera, action, read the teleprompter
on to the next, tragic filled catastrophe
a natural disaster of the homicide you had to see
and as they weave the story, and help ya disconnect
cuz it’s told to you by guys in suit and ties behind a desk
they makin’ entertainment outta everybody’s stress
so much mal downtown kansas city off the spec’
you never had to step your pretty shoes on the block
so i’ll pretend you care about the news that you watch
havin’ conversation about whose gettin’ shot
just be glad it’s not you that’s pursued by the cops
your five story house with your immigrant maid
you only likes to hurt cuz she doesn’t get in the way
you ain’t driven by where the indigants? stay
just turn to super nanny, teach your kids to behave

[hook x2: stik figa]
the idiot box, the idiot box
we sit and we watch this dang idiot box
the idiot box, the idiot box
the idiot box, we need to turn that off

[verse 2: godemis]
no matter how you see it, ain’t no i in me that
they starin’ at me like i was miley cyrus’ back
but if i do a fat track, channels by the comcast
then i can catch the result and most recent bomb blast
whatever i don’t catch, i’m d-mn sure to tivo
couch potato, sofa potato, don’t eat no
considerin’ i’m rappin’ in bluray
the new ces cru reality show is airin’ this tuesday
another idiot box is where they found hussein
so what i watch re-runs, i’m wonderin’ whose sane
i lose weeks to it, i fall asleep to it
get swill, p-ss out in front of it, sleep through it
a new flat idiot box is hard to find
the signal will be dead by 2009 though
still keep in mind, they keepin’ yo state of mind
on some buy this here, that though, outta yo mind

[verse 3: ubi]
now all i need is hd tv with dvd
picture and picture on three screens
a cl!cker for each
first screen the chiefs’ kicker
second screen, royals’ relief pitcher
third screen, denise richards
fake punt, shotgun, and a flee fl!cker
a long bomb dropped, ya’ll play on man
while denise fidd’n to lay on sand
photo-shoot, -ss naked in the shower gettin’ sprayin’ tan
pullin’ me in it’s suckin’ my brain, i can’t refrain
from oglin’ what’s his name, warmin’ up in the bullpen
the royals’ never win, any way this is bull sh-t
i’d rather watch denise babble on with her full lips
as i watch the screen, my eyes locked
i lean in and listen, like i’m lost in dream
it’s that drug that i need, for the box i fiend
it’s keeps my brain washed for me like oxyclean
i need the..

[hook x2]

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