wordburglar - mic heckla lyrics
you’re supposed to be a rapper? whatever possessed you?
you couldn’t pass lip+syncing as mf restroom
check your head dude, who are you? subtract rock?
you’re stupider than calling yourself the white black thought
i’m not kidding you + here’s a better name i’m giving you
how ‘bout “mc serch – for something else to listen to”
if i closed my eyes and had to give it a guess
you could be in the def squad – if they were actually deaf
it’s true, you don’t have a clue cuz do you?
you’re not guru. you’re a review of the love guru
scar removal face + yeah, i get snarky
you’re sadder than biz markie without his barbies
for real, where’d you get those explosive flows?
musta studyed kurtis blow…s his nose
you’re “old school!” i’m talking kinda like audio 2 dude
if the “2” stood for doo doo
how do i unsubscribe from knowing you are alive
you’re the funky four plus 1 – minus five
guy. you’re ti…r e d
don’t walk this way ++ run+away from me dmc
ice cuba gooding junior – a bad actor
“no chance at all” the rapper
when it comes to bars, you lowered the bar son
you remind of xzhibit – a failed art one
more confusing than aesop rock on acid is
you’re ludicrous – the adjective
trick or treat daddy, 50 no cents
little brother – in law, pokemon common sense
booty camp lo – i know you mean best
but you ain’t jean grae – you’re barely a jean vest
yes! i got a million, not lying son
you sound just like the game – the crying one
the way you mush+mouth syllables through the speaker
i was worried chip+fu was having a seizure
you’re “i think he might be seriously ill” bill
deadbeat daddy kane, lauryn over the hill
andre zero. a questionable method man
artificial flava flav – just a second d+mn
people hear you and leave. when will you learn?
you’re not u+god from wu+tang you’re + u+turn
hamburger bun b, good grief
do a mic drop so it can breathe a sigh of relief
my least favourite producer on the mic – why you rhyming g?
you trying to be “not a real diamond” d
clearly hieroglyphics are your heroes
you made “this is how we chill from 93 – year olds”
you ain’t run the jewels you’re running scared
you’re people i genuinely believe live under stairs
uglier duckling! not fooling me
jeru the amateur / dropped out of schooly d
not getting action bronson / no advances
sage “as in the culinary herb” francis
a closed freeway, routine‘s tedium
spice+none – chino medium
low salt n pepa, bone thugs in misery
you kidding me? you’re not that busy b
three’s company flow – stop making me laugh
you’re wackilicious – re+gift of gab
who made your beats? need i.d.?
you’re the no more of this b.i.g
a tribe n0body called, busted rhymes woo hah!
you think you’re nas? now, you nah
the r as in “retirement” – a seniors resident
and your dj’s eric b for “not my president”
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