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wordburglar - word currency lyrics

i put you outta work
like actors in saskatchewan
after corner gas was gone
what kinda raps you want? burgie’s a crazy spitter – your mom loves me more than finding a baby sitter
a major hitter like george bell in 84 well, now you’re talking orwell, like orange smell
you want this flavor but that ain’t fair to me, you couldn’t win 50/50 if you were the charity
ha! hilarity! call me carl reiner as a backpack rapping underground alt-rhymer
who been b-mping more heads than tall miners and ain’t mad about you – like aliens eating paul reiser
get it? merry christmas, that’s for y’all rewinders, thanks for sticking with this like wall-climbers
cause wordburg is for the kids like mall shriners, always meeting new people like i got alzheimer’s

but look, i don’t want to belabor the point
this is a state mint – where fresh phrases get coined
into word currency making resumes void
rapplicable sk!lls keep me staying employed
major labels? they can keep replacing the droids
i’m not playing that noise like someone breaking my toys
i take it straight to your table bringing flavor to joints
a proud member of every fave playlist i joined

sparking fire flows like i was raised by khaleesi
“but how you write your rhymes?” i type ‘em in calibri
i be the mc with enough spit to end a drought, here to give you something cool to tell your friends about
“no doubt!” going nowhere, you can’t get me to quit, you’re better off trying to decrypt scripts with kimmy schmidt
unbreakable as them and m night shamalam, hard to believe like “eminem’s a nice family man?”
yes i am independent trying to win the pennant, a tenant paying rent with words i’m penning – ten in
not pretending i’m doing – put it in all caps: wordburglar – the rap brody from mallrats. all that!
plus a swiss chalet festive special with the toblerone! keeping extra terrestrials phoning home!
so if after this you won’t give my songs a chance i’ll be surprised – like hearing you’ve never owned jogging pants

- wordburglar lyrics

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