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Well I cant tell you the depression I just went through after losing my External HD I had 140 gigs of music going back 4 years on there . It had everything I had musically and non EVRYTHING ! I lost programs music pictures and well everything....I learned a very hard lesson , but after scavenging through some hard disks I had I found some samples and stuff so not a total loss.But still its been hard on me to face the fact that its all gone ......But Im recovered from the mess and back in full swing .....to those who had sent me beats for the Macjams colab album ..I still have them in my gmail account and will restart that proses soon , I had compleated 5 of those songs Buds , pablotones ,datafunks,michal2 and one more I cant remember I think Feters song so just so You know its still in the works and I havent forgot about you ..... Kids do what I should have done and back up your back up : )
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Lyrics
Like a coo coo clock my beak never stops
runnin through your hood throwin up gang signs like mr spock
gunna rock the mic till Im 80 with them wrinkled ladies
spit drips from my mouth like I had a case of the rabies
I push a Honda but I rock it like it was Mercedes
noone can save me ghetto babies havin babies
hipocracy covers the world like a side of sausage gravy
gotta keep your head up like the lockness monster
call me sir smokes alot when it comes to ganja buffalo soldier natty dreadlock rasta
gobble up the mic like a turkey would to pasta
Im wigglin your ear wax loose with this simple sound
im dj french toast and my sounds renound
once you gat it figured out turn the other way around
if you think its not good enough let me break it on down
Once upon a time in this land called hiphop
Ill run up on you quick and do the captn kirk karate chop
like a truck stop hooker I keep my brain dirty
then im on the road again gotta get myself to Jersey
my physilogical state is something youd rather not debate
personalities in my mind fillin up the occupancy rate
at any rate im just a plate of french toast on a mission
I wanna know how your feelin whats your atmospheric condition
yo my peeps show me love come and give me a hug
in a state of bliss like a hallucinogenic drug
I get under your skin like a vegitable peeler
and my rhymes kinda corny like Garison keeler
Im a companion for your home and intelligent for your dome
fit me in the back of your pocket like a 50's pocket comb
Life keeps gettin weirder step back and watch it blossom
and at the end of the day i step back and say awesome .
runnin through your hood throwin up gang signs like mr spock
gunna rock the mic till Im 80 with them wrinkled ladies
spit drips from my mouth like I had a case of the rabies
I push a Honda but I rock it like it was Mercedes
noone can save me ghetto babies havin babies
hipocracy covers the world like a side of sausage gravy
gotta keep your head up like the lockness monster
call me sir smokes alot when it comes to ganja buffalo soldier natty dreadlock rasta
gobble up the mic like a turkey would to pasta
Im wigglin your ear wax loose with this simple sound
im dj french toast and my sounds renound
once you gat it figured out turn the other way around
if you think its not good enough let me break it on down
Once upon a time in this land called hiphop
Ill run up on you quick and do the captn kirk karate chop
like a truck stop hooker I keep my brain dirty
then im on the road again gotta get myself to Jersey
my physilogical state is something youd rather not debate
personalities in my mind fillin up the occupancy rate
at any rate im just a plate of french toast on a mission
I wanna know how your feelin whats your atmospheric condition
yo my peeps show me love come and give me a hug
in a state of bliss like a hallucinogenic drug
I get under your skin like a vegitable peeler
and my rhymes kinda corny like Garison keeler
Im a companion for your home and intelligent for your dome
fit me in the back of your pocket like a 50's pocket comb
Life keeps gettin weirder step back and watch it blossom
and at the end of the day i step back and say awesome .
lengold
have you back Benny. Great song that could only be you. Wonderful lyrics.
Cheers
Len