hahaa yesss oldschool OHFUCKiDIE

found this rap yoda and i came up with years ago

rhymes so clean they’ll make yr face scream

The beats of static
The beats of static
Chillin on my couch with my automatic
Shootin at fools runnin through the attic
Watchin them fall down through the ceiling
Hit the fat beat with the extra feeling
Cuz life aint shit till you catch that grip
Learn about stuff when you mushroom trip
Perspectives on life and all that shit
Pass that stickyicky have an extra hit
That smoke smells good too legit to quit

Don’t cover me up, im too fucking hot
Drink h20 till I see spots
Talking bout how we hate the cops
But I don’t give a fuck I still blow smots
Runnin on the block while I dodge this shot
It’s like a war out here some live in fear
But those who don’t, don’t because they hear
Dancing to the beat in this arena
Spinnin these lines till I make them cleaner
Aint no time for procrastinatin’
We’re gonna wake up to eggs and bacon
Aren’t you Jamaican if im not mistaken?
Your hair is nappy and it smells like weed
I looked in yr pocket and I found a seed
But were all down with eh rastafari
We like to eat grapes in the calajari
But we don’t stop and we aint sorry
Grab all yr friendz it’s a Bacardi party!

Get loose, get crunk, smack badunkadunks
Oh, goddamn that chicks a chunk
Sweepin the floor with that sloppy trunk
Aw hell naw I don’t go play with skunks
The other day I was countin’ sheep
Tryin’ damn hard to go to sleep
I heard a knock and guess who was there
my neighbor, the one with awesome hair
she was wearing a mask and it gave me a scare
but that’s okay cuz its Halloween
all twisty twisted on that lean
and I don’t give a fuck cuz my rhymes are clean
wanna try it
yo, I’ll supply it
first one ain’t free, dogg
you gotta buy it
not tomorrow
get dough today
cold hard cash is the only way
get up to get down
keep it trill all day