Exiled From the Getalong Gang

[Verse 1: MC Paul Barman] The door is unlocked. Who was here? (What?) You boys are a waste of my resources Pray, what's the recourse if you betray where the tree forts is You broke 3/4ths of the rule, close to the entire thing I'm about to tie you up with a fiber string from our tire swing You let a girl see the girls I drew Tore down the whole free world I knew So walk on by if you see me at the candy store I'll be stiff like a statue by Henry Moore I'll see you in school, but never on weekends I'm changing the handshake gesture sequence So you'll never get through the club entry door You're not a Sunbeam Warrior anymore! Press 1 if you are satisfied with the message and want to send it I don't wanna end it, I'm repentant Press 2 if you want to mark it as urgent It all comes out in the wash, but I forgot that it's urgent(?) Press 3 if you want to erase it and re-record it Damn straight I do, wait, I pressed 2 Noooooooo! [Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle] To listen to your messages press 1 Yo, I heard Paul's mad and you're about to catch one I saw him on the quad cussing like a park person Next message marked urgent Well, ain't this a fine howdy-do Although I must admit I am kinda proud of you And you were mad, in the past you were [?] to let it pass and acted all passive-aggresive But since we're all being bowled I can admit to breaking all three codes I thought we needed a new recruit and Julie's cute, smart and sweeter than Juicy Fruit I mean it's a really good drawing, son The girl looked so nice that it made me wanna talk to one Our network's Belkin router I know my way well around it And we both know which one of us can yell the loudest I snack to give from you're not gonna [?] doubt it And I was just about to tell you how she felt about it If it's a question of me messing up the breakfast club Heck, me and Julie can just go start a separate one I mean it's just for fun, so I can take her arm And the miraculous rap forest can be safe from harm You know where I stand, we should be all-good The rumor that I told her they were mine is a falsehood [Verse 3: MC Paul Barman] Well, well, how neatly planned [Open Mike Eagle] Gotta believe me, man [MC Paul Barman] Press 3 to delete *BEEP* Damn, he's this close to completely banned Okay people, keep it cool Our friend Mike's in deep doo-doo He thinks he no longer needs you just cause he's no longer prepubescent Well, I'm the ambassador for whatever anyone's asking for I don't believe he said that he drew those pictures and not that he called me a cheap jew We have a word for this in Hebrew: "kẖalashmashkẖalashmezash" He wears his hat at a jaunty angle But I know his laundry's tangled So much for Mr. GQ We're down to an elite few I can't sleep through the night, I thought: "me too" eating a fresh piece of tree fruit (Yeah)