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letra de defunkt - lil pasty

[intro]
-inaudible chatter-
excuse me?
excuse me, guys?
can i have the attention of the class for just one second?
heh, that’s a slim shady… excuse me!
c’mon, the songs about to start.. shut up! (teachers a f-ckin d-ck)
yeah, thank you. d-mn. (woohoo!)

[verse 1: juan ketchum]
yeah i’m coming in like an asteroid
water cannon on me making mad noise
looking like a blastoise
never goody goody we some bad boys
diamonds on me wetter than some bath toys
bath toys, bath toys, uh
rub a dub dub
he’s always reminiscing about what he once was
when i’m talking to these girls i got them blushing, got them turning red
yeah i’m talking pandas got your grandma for percocet
episode 4, you need a new hope
walk in with a new coat
everyone surprised i hit a new low
keep a stick with me like i was cubone
got as many friends as courteney cox and lisa kudrow
you should change your name to bruno, you the one we never talk about
i pull up to the party make a scene and then i’m walking out
i’m good at burning bridges if i need you then i walk around
i’m getting all this cheddar cause i’m better when im ballin out
[verse 2: juan ketchum & lil pasty]
downtown, drop top countach
late night, nonstop boondocks
jamming out hard when i rock with my boombox
glock in my tube sock, long nose like usopp
feel like spider-man how i be running on these rooftops
take down every criminal the message i deliver is never ever subliminal
the cash you get is minimal
i’m schoolin all you dummies, you can call me mr. princ-p-l
ay, walk it out
[lil pasty]
ay, walk it out walk it out walk it
you got the boomstick well i got the rocket (kapow)
trips to the bank these are only deposits
your rapping like hot sh-t but your really your not it (so toxic)
shopping at dollar tree counting your change
i’m swervin the prius i’m switchin through lanes
your momma so fat pick her up with a crane
my rapping is sh-tty my jokes are so lame

[verse 3: lil pasty]
so why in the f-ck do these b-tches line up (why in the f-ck)
while im lookin real dumb with a smile on my face (so dumb)
why in the f-ck is my luck with these women so scuffed and blow up in my face
im finna rent out a rover and rent out a range and get my lil homie to race (homie to race)
i might just bust out with cameras and empty the clip just to say that i shot up the place
pasty that panda deranged catch a case i might break the whole game felt like all in a day
juan is my homie we cookin up flames every day if we wanted that sh-t is on gang

- lil pasty

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