el sancho (ontario) – bob dole style lyrics
(verse 1)
i don’t really mean to brag or like to boast
until i get up on a stage with a mic to roast
mcs are caught pantsless, out of second & third chances
trapped in the land of a hundred thousand dances
my stance is, b+boy esque and priceless
i get, higher than skateboarders doing christ flips
pass the blunt, and for a practice stunt
i’ll walk through the red light district and flash my junk
now, let me break it down for you so you overstand
i travelled miles with the baddest styles known to man
alone i stand here in this booth but usually
there’s a truly deep crew between me and my eulogy
you will see if you seek then you will find
i speak what’s on my mind, each and all the time
and preach to you in rhyme, so ends the smooth sermon
it’s 2113 and look who’s burnin’
(chorus + x2) {scratched}
bob jibba+dye+dole…
that’s what’s up…
bob dole, likes talking ’bout bob dole, bob dole…..
(verse 2)
who’s the big cheese? anyone but me? b+tch, please
scorching live mcs at 445 degrees
articulate, kickin’ it, bob dole style
if you don’t know, you must have read the wrong profile
bringin’ in the noise with the force of subwoofers
start my own rap game, with blackjack plus hookers
cause if all these years go up in flames, i’ll go insane
give me liberty and victory or give me novocaine
for the agony, oh the tragedy, don’t be mad at me
addressed by “your majesty”, ahead by a sanchury
slim pickings, slappin’ rappers with rubber chickens
straight wickedness i’m kickin’, come close and just listen
whether they call you bob dole or bob dobalina
the flow that i’m kickin’ could make your mom a screamer
and that’s how it is, you can ask wise+1
reeling in the years, look out, we got a live one
(chorus)
(verse 3)
a+yo, pass me the shark with the laserbeam, i’ll blast ’em
to kingdom come, showing you groundhogs that spring has sprung
some are doomed to fall, others automatically are born winners
now give me the light and let me shimmer
you know, i been known for all types of shenanigans
and managing to make raps that zap like brannnigan
plus my every word is fine+printed
cause i bring a bomb to the gunfight in like 29 minutes
raised in a land of jibheads and petty thieves
trying to catch up to the neil youngs and geddy lees
playing triple encores, taking flight like the conchords
leaving chumps endangered like california condors
no saint, blowing paintb+lls through your taint
every go+round, i hold the fort down like restraints
and just when you thought it was safe and so cool
i throw you for more loops than beats from pro tools
(chorus)
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