Mc Lars - Deangelo Vickers текст песни

Yo, it's MC LarsYou're listening to the hottest mixtape ever dropped in the history of rap musicYou can tell it's a mixtape, because of the ridiculous echo effect on my voiceWe got some of the hottest MCs in the game, together for the first timeKRS-One, Sage Francis, Weerd Science, my dad, MC Bob NielsenThis is Indie Rocket Science, Horris Records baby, we're doing it bigAndy Kaufman told me anti-humor was the way to goSo I told a meta-joke in the middle of my flowBill Hicks left a message on my voicemailHe said, "comedy is truth in a jester's veil"My dog got cancer so we put her to sleep (what?!)But when I rock the mic, I don't put you to sleep (oh!)It's that California white boy coming through with tricksDominate the blogosphere, always dropping hitsWith that indie rocket science, the flyest we never quitThe tightest we always get it, excited cause when I spitIt's so sick, kids wish they could rock it like thisNow I'm dropping hot fire on that mixtape tipAnd

Ian MacKaye liked my last CDCause I sampled Fugazi and he cleared it for freeThat was Zen, this is Tao, call the Dharma PoliceYou see me up in the Sierras in a Weird Al shirt and fleeceIt takes wisdom and ethics and mental disciplineLife's an epic journey, I'm in it for the winSo I'm making every 808 shake vibrate the speaker frameMix it up like lemonade, Minute Maid, not GatoradeI'm getting aid, I'm getting As, so haters best get out the wayLike Claude Money I'm here to stay, okay all day with no delayAmphibious, religious, got to get with this philosophyMy head is in the clouds and I'm loving the cacophonyI ask if there's a god, maybe there's no stopping meShowing up mad early for the full frontal lobotomyThere's a riot outside, it's the deconstructionistsThey say they want rap back because they invented itOn the mic I get feral, like Dimebag Darrell, Deangelo VickersI might incite peril, MC Lars dropping bars, going far, so cleverEight years deeps and I'm only getting better