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++++Warning++++ there is a foul word right away in the beginning......if your offended by cussing just dont listen to the very beginning the rest of it is Toast tacular so feel free to enjoy the rest of the song . If your not offended anyone got a guess as to where the sample comes from : )?
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Lyrics
I guess im hard to handle like a case of arthritis
Keep my hiphop trippy like my name is Wotitis
gunna hit you one third harder like an extra fist
give your brain oxygen like water to fish
rich and im poor like Mahatma Gandhi
Burn an extra incense for the ones who aint free
meditate till me energy becomes dark matter
realize were all connected like Jacobs Ladder
They call me Dj Cause I flip wax like flap jacks
i prefer French Toast well give me all of that
Disect my lyrics if you wanna have a laugh
Split em down the middle usin up my head stash
love my girls thick with the jelly roll
ones lookin like anatomy class has got to go
If you didnt know before well now you know
and my thick down chics gotta have plenty of soul
Chorus
I knew right from the start this hiphop was art wanted to get into the stance like Neapolian Bonaparte
I knew right from the start this hiphop was artwanted to get into the mix of this melting pot I knew right from the start this hiphop was art wanted to sport cross colors and pump up my rebox I knew right from the start this hip hop was art wanted to rock no lace additas juat to hear the flip flop I knew right from the start this hiphop was art cause like the cupid it shot an arrow through my heart
Better hurry up and get this french toast before its all gone
Go ahead and get seconds you know theres nothing wrong
keep it hip like a beatnic and hop like a toad
carryin the weight of the universe but I can bear the load
doin backflips like a circus seal to please the mass appeal
doin another song and dance you really should keep it real
steal your soul is what the record companies want
Identity theft you feel like an ignorant grunt
well theres sunshine to clear up the rain no doubt
Rittled with rain drops as I sip on the guiness stout
Blackness vortex what happenes next
cleaverly covered canvass got my mind perplexed
Starin at the artistic mind of a maniac
but three steps to the left you call him a brainiac
wash it down the drain the paint swirls chaotic
Ive got a wacky wack but thats how im gunna rock it !
Keep my hiphop trippy like my name is Wotitis
gunna hit you one third harder like an extra fist
give your brain oxygen like water to fish
rich and im poor like Mahatma Gandhi
Burn an extra incense for the ones who aint free
meditate till me energy becomes dark matter
realize were all connected like Jacobs Ladder
They call me Dj Cause I flip wax like flap jacks
i prefer French Toast well give me all of that
Disect my lyrics if you wanna have a laugh
Split em down the middle usin up my head stash
love my girls thick with the jelly roll
ones lookin like anatomy class has got to go
If you didnt know before well now you know
and my thick down chics gotta have plenty of soul
Chorus
I knew right from the start this hiphop was art wanted to get into the stance like Neapolian Bonaparte
I knew right from the start this hiphop was artwanted to get into the mix of this melting pot I knew right from the start this hiphop was art wanted to sport cross colors and pump up my rebox I knew right from the start this hip hop was art wanted to rock no lace additas juat to hear the flip flop I knew right from the start this hiphop was art cause like the cupid it shot an arrow through my heart
Better hurry up and get this french toast before its all gone
Go ahead and get seconds you know theres nothing wrong
keep it hip like a beatnic and hop like a toad
carryin the weight of the universe but I can bear the load
doin backflips like a circus seal to please the mass appeal
doin another song and dance you really should keep it real
steal your soul is what the record companies want
Identity theft you feel like an ignorant grunt
well theres sunshine to clear up the rain no doubt
Rittled with rain drops as I sip on the guiness stout
Blackness vortex what happenes next
cleaverly covered canvass got my mind perplexed
Starin at the artistic mind of a maniac
but three steps to the left you call him a brainiac
wash it down the drain the paint swirls chaotic
Ive got a wacky wack but thats how im gunna rock it !
Chief Thunder Bear
Man all your shit is so different, it's crazy. i like the beat on this one, the sort of odd sounding chords and the almost Christmas-sounding shaker. You got mad skillz and mad creativity dogg, keep it up!
-CTB