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mc lars – hey that’s me lyrics

[verse 1]
it’s off the hook home slice, like a lucky fish
all i wish is that you taste this like a swedish dish
it’s the l-a-r-s, h-o double-r i-s…
and i represent cv, and yes i must confess:
i’m back 2003 and the snare drum pumps
back up, kris kross, it’s my turn to jump
see i’m a libra and i’m balanced
rocking it like ritchie valens
and i’m up to this fresh session
yes i’m up to this fresh challenge
and i’m thinking, and i’m writing
and i’m rapping, and i’ll fighting
all the layers of green apathy
clogging up the zone
because i’ll -n-lyze your world
i’ll -n-lyze your head
i’ll readjust your paradigm with this microphone
i was chilling in my ’88 south on 101
with the woofer in the back bumping p.e. number one
free-styling in a genre i didn’t create
props to melle mel, chuck d, and all eight
hundred thousand mc’s on whose shoulders i stand
i’m just a white kid with a plastic jammie in his hand!
see this mc here spends his life feeling fine
but doesn’t often get off in a straight line
fine, time will tell where he’s headed
it’s up to chance, like gretel’s path is breaded
your criticism? i’m above it! your bs? let’s rubber glove it!
take your heroin and shove it… life you’ve got to love it
so get this, steal this, deal this, peel this away
i made this song out of my brain neurons and clay
it helped my brain chill for a week and a day
until one day it stopped working like the city of pompeii
but it’s okay, hey, because i roll it home
knick knack paddy whack, my sonic range his grown
profound like antoine de saint exuperey
when i rock the chorus of this song i say…

[chorus]
“lars horris,” hey that’s me!
part swedish, part australian, full fun boy g
“lars horris,” hey that’s me!
i scored 1430 on my sat’s
“lars horris,” hey that’s me!
i’ll rock the coho like 1-2-3
“lars horris,” hey that’s me!
i drop english and math and biology

[verse 2]
i p-ss catholics off with my comic in the daily. “why’s it called ‘27th street’?” man, don’t front me
jorge cham might do “phd,” but can he ever try to rock the mike like me?
and i’m weird like al, don’t attend cal, d.j.’s my buddy. who’s mike?
josh plays b-ss and i take wedding vows
to my hip-hop rhymes that i’m busting now
and i satisfy women like ger’s
i advocate the destruction of suv cars
i think israel and palestine should get along
i sampled nine inch nails for this song
and i’m so post-modern, i don’t even exist
did you hear that p. diddy?
you just got dissed!
it’s the twenty-first century, mc’s please
you’re k!lling hip-hop when you sample the bee gees!
most mc’s today rap about five things:
narcotics, cars, girls, clothes, and the bling bling
delusions of grandeur in full swing
fascist self focus and diamond rings
but if martin luther king were alive today
how would he weigh the decay displayed?
h0m-genized ident-ties, ourselves betrayed
there’s more to rap than just getting paid
and there’s more to life than mtv and reeses pieces
and when i sit in silence, my love for life increases
it feels great to pull the plug on the family tv
and make my own niche in society
and while i freak this beat, you’re doing spoken word
trying to get your naked voice heard
if i didn’t know protools, i’d be like you
and i could just do spoken word if i wanted to

[chorus]
“lars horris,” hey that’s me!
you might see me on the street bumping run-dmc
“lars horris,” hey that’s me!
after my ba i’ll get my phd
“lars horris,” hey that’s me!
metaphysically fly like john donne’s “the flea.”
“lars horris,” hey that’s me!
rewriting bronte like wide sarg-sso sea

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