Thursday, March 12, 2009

Superproxy

Come and take a sip from the cup as the drink makes you think
Don’t blink, cuz you’ll be taken out by the pen and ink
Superproxy, why don’t you just talk to me?
My rhyme be stickin’ to ya head like epoxy
The Mouth’ll be blabbin’, never be backstabbin’
Hangin’ with the E-heads and I’m just plain havin’
FUN! No time for gats and guns,I use my M.I.C. like a gun, I get the job done
I play video games all day
Zipadee-dooda Zipadee-day Hiphop Hooray!
Menage One, Menage Trois, Menage Three
If songs were pets, then I’d have a menagerie
Chimney-chimney Humpty Dumpty
Grab on the M.I.C., start gettin’ funky
Funky with the flavor that you savor, imitator
I’m the flavor of the hour, other MC’s I devour
I’ll be with Buddy, Raymund, , Marcus, and Ely
I’m on their case just like Petrocelli
Ultraelectromagnetic Hiphop and ya don’t Stop and ya don’t quit, WORD-UP!
Lap it up like a pussy, sippin’ on milk
Rock hard to my style that’s smooth as silk
Yo Superproxy, why don’t ya just talk to me?

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