Sunday, August 21, 2011

Anomaly (lyrics)

Produced by Cory Grindberg.
Full song
Clean version


I feel like I've got elephant tusks.  I'm hellafied bonafide kentucky fried, I'm nuts, what?
And I'm staying lubricated daily.  Slip my dick in to whatever it fit in, I'm crazy.
Holy moshpit, osh kosh bagosh it's, completely retarded the size my crotch gets.
I'm pooping, on rappers, not only pooping but poop scooping and vacuming those bastards.
Push, pull, let's give it a go.  Go to the limit, I'm a living animal.
I'm a motherfucking hustler, and I'm married to the game, I take her out to eat and then I fuck her.
Rollin down the block inm y bucycle.  Steady smoking on my mon's white widow.
I'm as about as fly as it gets.  So fly that basically I'm on top of shit.


Wake up world.  Time to work out.  Turn the lights on, wake up girl.
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh yeah.  Let's go to work.
Wake up world, Time to work out, turn the lights on, wake up girl.
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh yeah.  Let's go to work.


I'm so rick ross, I'm such a big boss, I got 'em hating on me, they must be pissed off.
Young prof is something that youv'e never seen.  I swear to god I've been the best since I was seventeen.
You a bald man, I'm a rock band, you a choir boy, I'm a boss man.
Motherfucker, I'm a small economy, arguably I'm a rarity, considered an ANOMALY.
You're so gumshoe, I'm in your face like a front tooth, better rocognize when I come through.
The whole crew fights.  Taste an uppercut up in the jaw and get elevated to new heights.
Young prof hop out the coupe, so damn fresh man, I'm smelling like juice.
Mother fucking unbelievable even though I'm achieving all these things that's unachievable.


Wake up world.  Tim to work out.  Turn the lights on, wake up girl.
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh yeah.  Let's go to work.
Wake up world, Time to work out, turn the lights on, wake up girl.
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh, yeah.  Whoo ooh ooh yeah.  Let's go to work.


Best white rapper in a decade, swagger similar to larry bird plus an essay
Really prof is getting silly.  Flow is so damn cold chili willy
Cock swoll snot nosed looking hood rat.  I be like dylan please rerecord me, where the cush at
High school haters pay the price.  You pussies come around me then you bros get iced.
I'm a dead man walking.  Best MC that you seen out of coffin.
In other words I believe that I'm awesome, possum, bounce on the track like a problem.
Swallow MC's twenty-four seven.  Like a hungry clock I'll go back four seconds.
Look at me I'm filthy.  If you would like to be better I suggest you kill me.

Took darling to the crib for a meal.  Curtains were drawn, but the furniture was real.
The food was great the talk was small.  The boobs were fake, I kept my socks on.
Dumb dadda, Young prof is in the Ramada.  Come swalla pina cum-lada.  That is something don't run outta.
So until manana, in my Sonata give me mama I can beat the buns outta.

Yeah, keep it on the hustle.  See ya in the morning, [yeah] see ya in the morning. [Let's go to work.]
Yeah, keep it on the hustle.  See ya in the morning, [yeah] see ya in the morning.  [Let's go to work.]

Ya'll talking about, bitch!
Find an MC better than me right now.
I will personally deliver a gift-wrapped fuckin' flyin' pig with a diamond fuckin' bow on top, bitch.
Diamond encrusted pieces.
Ain't too many mother fuckers fuckin' with me right now, real talk.
Diamond encrusted pieces.
In't this the greepleh (?)

Yeah, snitches,
Man, I try to be humble, motherfucker.

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