New single from Angry Mic, possibly from "Is Angry Mic Still Alive?"
MP3 Download: http://tinyurl.com/pbuo7y8
Original Video: http://tinyurl.com/lcl9sb4
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LYRICS:
To anyone following me on fucking Facebook, YouTube, Twitter
STOP… Cause I’m not on that shit and don’t fucking donate either
Yo, you’re all fucking nerds, a bunch of [Mark] Zuckerbergs
You’re not the drunkard from the suburb or his publisher
What up Jerse!? My hunger’s like the Governor's
In other words, I’mma be as Big as Punisher
So, Beware, use caution 'cause these drugs are wearing off
The Reds, I call them Barry Larkin and I take them very often
I’m about to drop shit, I’ve been prairie dogging since Intervention
And, yo, I can’t hold it any longer
The booth becomes a stall, first they “ohhh” and “awww”
You have tuned into a tune but that only few can ignore
It’s tutelage you’re rude to uproot the root of the cause
I’m only using bars, I’m just like punitive laws
I ain’t losing, so, you shouldn’t choose a war
You ain’t got the fortitude to end up causing a feud that you can’t endure
Me? I’m getting Putin involved with nuclear arms
Until a mutiny of looting stores, a mutant’s evolved
Liquor kills my sorrow, so bitter, the pills I swallow
And mixing the pink and orange, must consider me Kilimanjaro
So much debt that we borrow, who’s getting the bill tomorrow?
Instead of the Monte Carlo, we want the Murciélago
Not fiscally responsible, military ???wants a war???
???Not a use for armor??? , now they need to conquer Kandahar
No Kumbaya, just to fuse a lot of drones, human bombs
Prez wants to remove Assad, while we're at it, nuke Iran
I’m counting blessings instead of countless obsessions
We ain’t come out the recession, it’s just about an election
I bring an ounce to the session, I can’t get out my aggression
So, I get in the ring and I have a bout with depression
My Abilify got me high as [Joel] Przybilla
Why must I always should feel if I play the role of the villain
I really feel like it's silly pride and the flow is so ill-advised
Even though it is killing guys, probably can make J Dilla rise
Can’t use me like some loopy groupie that I fed some roofies
I think these lugies have made me ruder than Andy Rooney
My doodie smells like perfume to me, is there lunacy?
Presumably, or am I just zooted? So, soon you’ll see
To be or not to be, on top like a monopoly
By smoking broccoli laced with lots of oxys and OxiClean
Throw on tops of shit they made from poppy seeds
I’ll not be seen, it’s not my dream to get more checks than a hockey team
Asking where the chorus is? Might wanna fast-forward this
Then take the recording and shove it right up your orifice
Aren’t you bored with the smorgasbord of corporate annoyances?
Then why don’t you get a thesaurus, find a word that’s pejorative
I don’t need a foreign whip to get more head than corner kicks
I’ll Hines Ward your chick, feed her pills like I’m Morpheus
Amount of kids that swam through her organs is so inordinate
That we can pass an ordinance to call her mouth an orphanage
The ship has sailed, I’m moving quick as injured snails
Long as finishing entails me being a millionaire
Get locked up in a city jail, have someone fucking bring the bail
Then laugh at the judge, tell her I’m too big to fail
Decadent cultures coalesced into a global wreck
I wished it all collapsed but [Henry] Paulson was on Goldman Sachs
We could have took this whole thing back to a time
When bankers went broke using their roller decks to make these fucking poker bets
Why am I not surprised, Occupy got ostracized
Inspired by the Arab Spring, no one lost their lives
New York Times, they romanticize, press ain’t on your side
So long, goodbye to the movement they can’t monopolize
Rock-a-bye, go to sleep, kill change, Obamacide
Should have said, "no comment", guy, or you shouldn't gotten high
No coherent thoughts or why, all you said was 99%
Made the world think that my generation has lost it’s mind
My tax bracket ain’t change, see no capital gains
Don’t have a cabin in Maine, so, I have to complain
Rabble, Rabble, Rabble, how come half the campaigns
???Use inaction???, then these bastards back to passing the blame
Back to this rapping game, you pissed at me? Then bring the beef
You’ll be spitting knowledge when I’m knocking out your wisdom teeth
Yo, this ain't ??? ???, this young gun is indiscreet
Took some years off, came back and didn’t miss a beat
