Sounds Like Rap

[Verse 1: Psychosiz] They say the sound makes the man I say Say again I don’t copy that I cut and paste I’m ALT-Xing all of that (Boi) Holla back boy Don’t be scurred Just throw a little bit of this right thur (Shawtie) Behind yo’ ears Yo’ neck Yo’ back Yo’ hands Where your eyes can see me riding durty Fuck the police Like Chris Brown Beat a bitch down Uh... I heard Rhianna got herpes DANGER! Watch yourself Don’t go chasing waterfalls When it’s hotter broads in the sauna All day Guppies tryna’ swim with the big fish Man I did this in my mom and dad’s garage on Garage Band And I ain’t even mix it You ain’t gotta’ mix it right You just gotta’ remix it tight Tada! Uh… Tadow! How do you like it now? It needs something A leather A white tee Ze feather A wifebeat A message from Spike Lee A necklace that’s icy …Better writing If you can make it sound like They need to be naked now right Before they bring down the house lights We can get laid If you can make it sound like A Jamaican style like Booyaka, shoot’em up boi, who wan’ wat! We can get weed If you can make it sound like An electric sound byte Like 0_0133t0_- We’re in the game If you can make it sound like Every other rapper I like And avoid the copyrights then We can get paid [Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle] You guys are so challenging Dismount your high balance beam So you can satisfy my album needs And don’t go down into the sea Like 5,000 Leagues That’s far too deep For my squeamish boundaries Dumb and Mike had to be on drugs to write Alchemy On dialysis or mescaline or SMACK IVs And you guys are obviously not the Black Eyed Peas So tell Open Mike Eagle it’s pretty annoying when he rhymes and sings So I guess I shouldn’t then I apologize But I would have been more sensitive Except that I’ve got this wooden skin I couldn’t blend with the men with the bankrolls Even with a Kangol Surrounded by skanks pointing there stank holes At a mini DV camera mounted atop a maypole Scaly skin is one day older when taped in HD I tried to make an escape But I tangled my bathing ape strings And sprained my ankle Painful And it was shameful Me and hipster rap At a perpendicular angle If you can make it sound like The fashion crowds wrapped around Your plaid and brown matching shrouds We can get clothes If you can make it sound like The gangsters is up here Nigga, fuck yo’ rhyme scheme We can get hoes If you can make it sound like Every other rappin’ rapper out With a rappity rap rapping style We can get shows If you can make it sound like The same shit they dragging out But a little more swaggered out We can get dough [Verse 3: Dumbfoundead] I can make it sound like Rap, jazz, blues, funk, classical, electro, dubstep or punk What’s next to come We’re one step above Music you can bump Making drunk sex for love From the flat beds to rap heads To the nerds with blackheads Who have dreds With that said We can make it sound like rap And underground and back Got Califormula stored inside White powdered packets Give me a power jack and a mic A Sour Patch and a Sprite With DJ Zo on Pro Tools Tracking me right Love raps Bud raps Gun raps Rap raps Been there Done that To the OGs who want old raps to come back To the young cats with one rap they run back To the rugrats with the potential still untapped Come rap No don’t This promo’s a Dumb track Just go run laps and become an athlete Or join a rapper’s entourage and take a backseat Bitch!