Sounds Like Rap

[Verse 1: Psychosiz]

They say the sound makes the man

I say

Say again

I don’t copy that

I cut and paste

I’m ALT-Xing all of that

(Boi)

Holla back boy

Don’t be scurred

Just throw a little bit of this right thur

(Shawtie)

Behind yo’ ears

Yo’ neck

Yo’ back

Yo’ hands

Where your eyes can see me riding durty

Fuck the police

Like Chris Brown

Beat a bitch down

Uh... I heard Rhianna got herpes

DANGER!

Watch yourself

Don’t go chasing waterfalls

When it’s hotter broads in the sauna

All day

Guppies tryna’ swim with the big fish

Man I did this in my mom and dad’s garage on Garage Band

And I ain’t even mix it

You ain’t gotta’ mix it right

You just gotta’ remix it tight

Tada!

Uh… Tadow!

How do you like it now?

It needs something

A leather

A white tee

Ze feather

A wifebeat

A message from Spike Lee

A necklace that’s icy

…Better writing

If you can make it sound like

They need to be naked now right

Before they bring down the house lights

We can get laid

If you can make it sound like

A Jamaican style like

Booyaka, shoot’em up boi, who wan’ wat!

We can get weed

If you can make it sound like

An electric sound byte

Like 0_0133t0_-

We’re in the game

If you can make it sound like

Every other rapper I like

And avoid the copyrights then

We can get paid

[Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle]

You guys are so challenging

Dismount your high balance beam

So you can satisfy my album needs

And don’t go down into the sea

Like 5,000 Leagues

That’s far too deep

For my squeamish boundaries

Dumb and Mike had to be on drugs to write Alchemy

On dialysis or mescaline or SMACK IVs

And you guys are obviously not the Black Eyed Peas

So tell Open Mike Eagle it’s pretty annoying when he rhymes and sings

So I guess I shouldn’t then

I apologize

But I would have been more sensitive

Except that I’ve got this wooden skin

I couldn’t blend with the men with the bankrolls

Even with a Kangol

Surrounded by skanks pointing there stank holes

At a mini DV camera mounted atop a maypole

Scaly skin is one day older when taped in HD

I tried to make an escape

But I tangled my bathing ape strings

And sprained my ankle

Painful

And it was shameful

Me and hipster rap

At a perpendicular angle

If you can make it sound like

The fashion crowds wrapped around

Your plaid and brown matching shrouds

We can get clothes

If you can make it sound like

The gangsters is up here

Nigga, fuck yo’ rhyme scheme

We can get hoes

If you can make it sound like

Every other rappin’ rapper out

With a rappity rap rapping style

We can get shows

If you can make it sound like

The same shit they dragging out

But a little more swaggered out

We can get dough

[Verse 3: Dumbfoundead]

I can make it sound like

Rap, jazz, blues, funk, classical, electro, dubstep or punk

What’s next to come

We’re one step above

Music you can bump

Making drunk sex for love

From the flat beds to rap heads

To the nerds with blackheads

Who have dreds

With that said

We can make it sound like rap

And underground and back

Got Califormula stored inside

White powdered packets

Give me a power jack and a mic

A Sour Patch and a Sprite

With DJ Zo on Pro Tools

Tracking me right

Love raps

Bud raps

Gun raps

Rap raps

Been there

Done that

To the OGs who want old raps to come back

To the young cats with one rap they run back

To the rugrats with the potential still untapped

Come rap

No don’t

This promo’s a Dumb track

Just go run laps and become an athlete

Or join a rapper’s entourage and take a backseat

Bitch!