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the backyard boys – brett favre (the comeback) lyrics

[intro: napoleon dynamite and demetry james]
“i see your drinking 1%. is that because you think you’re fat? because you’re not. you could be drinking whole if you wanted to.”
“greg jennings caught that sh-t, probably the last play of the game. but earlier, dude, this n-gga broke his f-cking leg. how is he running with a broken leg. look at this n-gga, holding this sh-t, dude. dawg, he put the team on his back. let’s go inside the mind of a greg jennings.”

[verse 1: backyard benj]
brett favre, i’m a cheese head. brain full of holes like
uhhh, where was i again?
i’m swiss cheese, but more american
take this game like katrina, a hurricane
i’m on my ninja flow, hit you with a shuriken
shuriken? sure, you can
mission impossible, stick to the plan
deaf and blind to these haters, helen keller is a fan
you know i stay cool beans
one day i’ll be in magazines
you with your mama, causing scenes
behavioral issues. come here, take this tissue
crying like a bish-you, know that i wish-you
well, like a wishing well, rap game gibberish like wizarding spells
and this ain’t harry potter, your hate is my fodder
for the fire of my rhymes, got a tree full of limes
i should be put in jail, because this verse a crime. (arson)
but i ain’t doin time…murdered it!
like oj, these rhymes some fresh pennings
my verses are touchdowns, i toss ‘em to greg jennings
yeah, i put the team on my back, running with a broken leg
when i win this rap game, i’ll hang it from a peg
man, you just jealous that we darin’ to do this
because our minds much sharper
the most hardest hitting safeties in the league
who dat? darren sharper!
and my sk!lls are maddening
i ain’t no mail man but my post route’s like lightning
i’m not trying to inspire
cuz i spit this fire, your situation dire
you say you a good rapper, i say you a liar
liar, liar, plants for hire, you run to your momma, you a crier
bed-wetter, heard no one better.this notorious b.e.n
it’s not if i become the best ever, it’s when

[verse 2: lil’squiliam]
relax b-tch, your favorite boys are back!
running laps, the way we tearing up this track
steve jobs, the way we putting on the mack
by the way, see your girl, could you ask her for my c-m back?
because this a comeback, a lyrical attack
leave you clotting, call that a heart attack
rhymes are shocking, call that a mother’s smack
saw yours had to doubleback, she a momma or a quarterback?
haha, can’t believe you sucked those t-tties
got you tongue-tied like you’re josh and i’m mindy
yeah, your girl blows, i call her the windy city
cerulean born, because you know i’ll leave her misty
musty, go grab a swiffer because you super dusty!
need some rust–z because you always leave tracks rusty
girls call me mr. clean, the way i make them l-sty
so lemon pledge allegiance to our game, better trust me
umm… why you looking so smirky?
been busy snacking on some other dude’s jerky?
sorry for the tweeting, because i’m just a little chirpy
but dude, you’re just straight weird trying to p-ss off as quirky
sorry chief, not trying to start a beef
i’ll be quick with your girl, she’ll be jones’ing for my briefs
here’s the debrief, i’ll leave you full of grief
on that ravioli-ravioli great barrier reef!
yeah, we brett favre’ing in this b-tch
except people on the net haven’t seen our d-cks!
i’m the ice cream man, come here and take a l1ck
the only shady thing we’ve done is that we almost quit
this a lyrical mess, that we p-ss off as music
i think you fools are ignorant, because we do it just to do it
me and benj agree that this sh-t is therapeutic
and we ain’t your step sons, why you haters so abusive!

[outro: demetry james]
“f-ck it! you can’t stop me! ‘cross the plane, touchdown! greg jennings. 49-20, man f-ck with me. f-ck you, gumby!”

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