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Crap… Oops I Mean Rap
The day I become a sniper grows closer
And cars drive by booming crap
So loud it rattles my whole house
Yes, I’m talking about rap
Arm waving doesn’t seem to work
Screaming hasn’t worked as well
They always turn it up even louder
As if telling me to go to hell
Does it really have to split the eardrums
As they’re looking for things to do
I’m surprised they can even talk anymore
I keep expecting drivel and drool
Remembering the days of Metal
I know we played it quite loud
But it never caused our ears to bleed
Or covered the block in a shroud
And what is the purpose of listening
To rhymes about whores and dealers
Do you aspire to emulate their lifestyles
To wind up in prison as potato peelers
And cars drive by booming crap
So loud it rattles my whole house
Yes, I’m talking about rap
Arm waving doesn’t seem to work
Screaming hasn’t worked as well
They always turn it up even louder
As if telling me to go to hell
Does it really have to split the eardrums
As they’re looking for things to do
I’m surprised they can even talk anymore
I keep expecting drivel and drool
Remembering the days of Metal
I know we played it quite loud
But it never caused our ears to bleed
Or covered the block in a shroud
And what is the purpose of listening
To rhymes about whores and dealers
Do you aspire to emulate their lifestyles
To wind up in prison as potato peelers
Copyright 2006 Barry N. Davidson
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