Published on May 26, 2012
"Got love for my hometown and all of the people up in it
Except those fuckin tweakers got us all misrepresented
'Yall didn't know that I was rappin' but I been writing for a bit
Dude I'm sitting on a toilet you can't tell me this ain't the shit
A little bit pissed at all of the ignorant shit these littler idiots spit
Needin' to button a lip, or better than this, get it to zip, it's getting ridic.
I'm already sick of all the ballish pimpish lies like 'yall was rich.
I'm from the same town, I know the truth, you're fulla shit!
I don't got a lot of money, but man I got enough
I'm able to pay the rent and feed my tummy a lot of incredible stuff
Wait. I gotta poop, I gotta take a big dump,
Gotta push a evil demon out the back of my rump BUMP BUMP
Cobb's a son of a gun, never been out on the run
Havin some fun with some of the funniest villians, we drinkin' up all of your rum
Oh, what, you spit fire? I spit Sodium Bicarbonate
Extinguishing your little camp-fires since 1998
But Lompoc... I love you to death
I just had to get a little bit of the stress up off of my chest
Before they lay me to rest, I feel I been blessed with some of the best
Homies to come from this part of the west, so, people, the answer is YES!
I'll be back- as if I was the crack of that ass
Speakin of which, I got somethin that I'm just about ready to pass
My debut is so unflattering, I think that it's making me blush,
But like my dookie here your rhyme is in desperate need of a flush"
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