"Fortune & Fame" - Rap by SK!NNY and Mixmaster Shorty (Lyrics)

Note: This is not serious. I have no intention of becoming a rapper. Be that as it may, creating this song was a blast and there is a strong possibility that more pieces like it may come into existence in the future.

FORTUNE & FAME LYRICS

SK!NNY (Nick Terry):
A 5'10" redhead be layin' down this track
Rap spit by a kid whiter than a tic tac
Man, I'm ill like swine flu, and twice as sick
I don't need a nickname, 'cause my name is Nick

So please take a seat,
'cause I'mma school you like a teacher
Knockin' down your door
like I'm a trick-or-treater
Spittin' rhymes so hot, I'm a fire-eater
Take the stage, man, I'm a scene-stealer

I'm so fly, I'm like the third Wright brother
You don't see me walk around, man, I just hover
I'm so white, I'm like a loaf of sourdough
and look like Eric Foreman off "That 70's Show"

You best hit the floor once I take the stage,
I'm so bomb I'm a human sized hand grenade
And, man, sportin' more coin than an old arcade
Pressin' start on my controller,
I just entered the game

MIXMASTER SHORTY (Alan Garcia):
My raps so hot, they be spittin' straight Tabasco
Here's a brown man rappin' definition of fiasco
Call me Chuck Norris, tough to the core
So bad you see me slammin' a revolving door

All you fellas 'round the stereo, I'mma blow you away
Hurricane Katrina? nah, call me Jose
Yeah, I said it, I'm 100% Hispanic
Delivering organic panic like a transatlantic mechanic

The nametag read, "Shorty", don't mean to bore thee
But I gotta warn thee of the enemy that I be
get you dancin' like you gotta pee
You got a dilemma on your hands
See me rock it on the mic, legit from head to Vans

I'm 5'4", breakin' the mold
Don't drink my decaf, because my rhymes be bold
Your speakers can't handle this collaborative rap
A full dose of brown sugar and a gingersnap

SK!NNY (Nick Terry):
Intense like a circus, man I'm the ring leader
And I'mma make you move like I'm a puppeteer
Call a nurse, so sick I gave you fever
Value goin' up like I'm a taxi meter

Like the Muffin Man, man you know you know me
More fly than Peter Pan, and more dope than Dopey
Make Snow White look tan were she to stand too close to me
You think you can do this? yeah, go on and show me

I am not a Kleenex, ain't nothin' to sneeze at
I am just a kid that's got a knack for sick tracks
Why don't you just sit back, listen while I spit that
Sick rap
Kick back
Tasty like a Big Mac

I'm turnin' up the heat, like I am a thermostat
Comin' through your headphones, louder than the feedback
I'm running this game, man, I am the quarterback
Fortune and fame?

Gotta get me some of that.

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[666Conscience]

lmao eric forman

[hannahruthiee]

hahahahaha hilarious. A full dose of brown sugar and a gingersnap.... Tasty like a Big Mac.

You've got a future in writing raps, Nick. Love this.