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hip hop wieners - we 2 rappers lyrics

[intro]
as i’m going in and the music’s jamming and the hotties are rocking and the dudes is eeeehh and all of a sudden you hear this ahhh, this voice you know what i’m saying? this voice like you wouldn’t believe is like…yo it’s a rapper!

[scratching]
“mc’s wanna beef then i play for keeps” – eric b & rakim ‘don’t sweat the technique’

[rapper talking]
tell n0body different cause we ourselves, we be ourselves, this is how we are. there’s no perpetrating, no fraud, back up off us. step up, chapter one

[verse one: pip skid]
i rock dirty blue collars and i’ll spit in your path
my aunt said i was ugly and that made my mother laugh
i’m like, lil’ 1/2 dead only the part that’s dead
i hurt feeling when i battle, i don’t care what you said
p&c is too preachy while you’re all about the mics
so bring it on you little f-ck and show me what it look like
fronting in the mirror
yo you’re not fully on top of it
you wanna do the same as michael jackson but the opposite
the props you get are table manners people polite
i don’t need no mic i’ll k!ll you with my hands (that’s right)
you bite special ed while trying to imitate craig mack
you need to bumrush pm dawn’s stage show to take your style back
awhile back when you were out washing your truck
i sent flowers with a note that said your drum machine sucks
there’s a verbal immigration for mom’s snaps at our border
ice-t was k!lling cops and now he’s on law & order
hold up, wait, f-ck this, i’m all confused
the contestant on elimidate that lied and didn’t lose
making the news a violent act on the pseudo conscious
sent to terminator x’s to recover with the ostrich
take you hostage, we need to know if he did those cuts
bring russell simmons into this now shake your b-tts
{sniffs}
what’s that? did somebody cr-p their diapers?
we two don’t enjoy dealing with sh-tty rappers

[scratching]
“mc’s wanna beef then i play for keeps”

[guy talking]
i mean you can be mean when it mean when mean get it mean you can get mean. you’ve always been that way

[verse two: john smith]
i enjoy crafting and constructing, mapping out flows for production
but a whole album about me rapping just ain’t about to happen
these half -ss lacking idiot savants
gifted only in the sh-tty mc taunts
pick their topics, they run with it
they got the nerve to diss the lifestyle involving drugs and guns
sh-t talking is so much safer
pr-cks rocking punchlines about clip popping and ravers
only ammo is a smarmy little crack
about how they’re gonna go rambo on the army of the wack
on stage i’m [?] if you got beef bring it on
spit your hometown, hit the whole cr-p and singalong
i need to lose a few, level off my record
i’ll geek a see through crew who’s metal is never tested
translucent you’se a godd-mn new kid
n’sync in studio, on stage can’t do it
my reckless lunging is not expressly directed at the dungeon dwelling
breathless without their punch ins
i’m expunging without veracity
[?] kept folks trying to saddle me, lacking originality
rep the path less traveled from the middle of the road
then battle me and choke on my chode
i’ll poke holes in your bubbles crumb
conservative fuddle duddle from two slow foes rapping like republicans
“you’re a h0m-!”
“no, you’re a h0m-!”
prompts are more subtle, yet effective reb-ttals
so picture stubble on stubble
with my tongue in your f-cking mouth

fools beat, they’re lazy at their own game
and might lose t–th if my lady’s profane
i’m so sane i’m nuts, it prompts a thousand laughs a day
i’m sick, but not in that fun rapper way

[scratching]
“what we have is similar to what you lack”

[hook: pip skid]
my name is pip skid, don’t ever call me pat
you can fake dance i’m too old for rap
my name is [?] don’t ever call me pat
ez board sucks i’m too old for rap

[john smith]
the name’s john smith don’t ever call me joey
you rhyme “sh-t” with “sh-t” i ain’t your homie
the names smitty don’t ever call me joey
battle rappers who don’t battle, don’t call me homie

[pip skid]
my name is pip skid, don’t ever call me pat
you can fake dance i’m too old for rap
my name is [?] don’t ever call me pat
ez board sucks i’m too old for rap

[outro: some a&r talking]
i love it. absolutely brilliant. f-cking brilliant. these guys know mud. they’ve rolled in the mud. i want to get dirty with them. it’s raw but it’s g*nius

[scratching]
“mc’s wanna beef then i play for keeps”
“just two mc’s here to track down the phonies”

“just two mc’s here to track down the phonies”

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