Music and Lyrics by Vinnie Scullo
(Copyright 2012 Vinnie Scullo Music)
From the upcoming album "VELCRO"
I wonder what I would've wound up doing
If I wouldn't of wanted to rap and wound up doing it
It is not Wonderful World; I never said I wanted to live in a Wonderful World
I wouldn't; but you would
Get a bong and hit it, I get up on the mic and spit it
Give it a minute to stick in when I word it a little bit differently
It's definitely worth it; You're "Stuck In Ohio" while I be sitting on purpose
Hop on my hip-hop hippopotamus and get a heck of a headache from all the galloping in it
Hella-proper 'cause I'm Han Solo
And all you Jabbas and Jawas friggin' jaws drop to the floor when I be battling
Main attraction in action; I got the knack to flip rap just like a gymnastic fall
like an Olympic Gold after a gymnast fell in somehow perfect friggin form
Born on a Silver Surfboard on the shore; "Fer Sure!"
You were delivered in a Barnes & Noble
With your whole crew looking like American Idol hopefuls
I'm choking 'em all like Hulk Hogan in 'No Holds Barred' when I hold 'em
I like to flip bars like the olde prohibition pet shops when the Po' come
Turning a wall into a door, you're running into a forest I drew on the wall
'cause you're a moron
Way back in the late 1990's I liked Hip-Hop way better
Now you're laid back in your lame Nikes
Like freakin' couch potato spectators
Way back in the late 1990's I liked Hip-Hop better
Back in the late 1990's I liked Hip-Hop way better
"Kick, Kick, Punch... It's all in the mind"...
Kick Kick Punch Punch Punch Punch Punch Punch Punch Punch Punch Punch
Kick Punch Kick!!!!!!
Parappa The Rappa taught me to Rap a lame in the mouth if he don't know how to spit
Kick it with a Man who doesn't kick it like a Kid who cannot kick it like a Man can kick it
You oughta think about a trip to get hip replacement
And I'm slipping hip-hop under the skin of patience
'Doctor, Doctor! Gimme Da News!'
You weak emcees gotta be addicted to boose (boos)
And YES every line is flying into you like Lou Diamond Phillips with the knives
Like in the movie "Young Guns", stun gun, pop gun, hot gun:
Come get sonned, Yungsta- by some dumb punk
I'm Vin Scullo: SUCK ON MY BRUCE LEE BELT BUCKLE, BUGGO
Get smacked with a bag of grapefruit
I'm in a payphone making Superman pay for it
I ain't come to Save ya;
I come to throw a friggin payphone at you with Superman changing in it
Get ahold of my shoulder bone
I'm more like Poe with a poem, ya know...
If Poe made a poem on a dope hip-hop beat,
I'd be even more like Poe, ya know?
I'm from OHIO, yo
It's been a while since I left you guys, I know
I been on HIGHS and LOWS and LOW HIGHS and HIGH LOWS
HIGHS that seemed like LOWS
LOWS that got LOWer than those I thought were LOWer than those LOWS
The HIGHER and HIGHER and HIGHER and LOW
I spit fire and fire and FIRE at YOU
And I reload and I FIRE and I FIRE again
And I won't stop FIRING til' I'm HIGHER than YOU
And I won't stop RHYMING til' they're FIRING YOU
And I won't stop RHYMING 'til the night that I do
It's FLOWHIO, 'cause Ohio couldn't rhyme what I do...
...That I do.
...I wonder what I would've wound up doing
If I wouldn't of wanted to rap and wound up doing it...
Main attraction in action...
Strange, ain't it...