Notebook 03

[Verse 1]

DOOM get rude with the dude off CHiPs

The mood switch, he chewed off strips of a Broodwich

Danger make a groove off a glitch

Major boo booty twitch and a crew rich bitch

Always wanted to say that

Ever since the days of hallways taunting a stray cat

The one he often frequently slapped around

All the while waited and graduated cap and gown

Hated the rap sound, debated the crap

Until he felt he had it mapped down

Enough to have the game trapped and bound

Scratched in the crown was the names of lames who yapped a noun

Or verb for that matter

Had no data for a herb who chat chatter

Oh, Erik Estrada

Fat rat, the mask made 'em batty as a mad hatter

[Verse 2]

Known for his absurd word choices

And will ignore you if you ask him if he heard voices

Look, the energy is crazy

Far as he was concerned the enemy was lazy

Ahem, your attention please

Freeze, he came to seize the free cheese

Before he flees to Belize

In case he forgot to mention, squeeze these

Just keep it on a need to know basis

They knew he was a negro so no need to show faces

Back in the days of no laces

On a slow pace they used to say he might could go places

Ehh, whatever their case is

The card he played was ace of spades, but no races

A spastic, some called loony

When he spit a tune sarcastic as Paul Mooney