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Writer's block? Most rappers never heard of it...
Come to think about it,
most rappers don't write, they wrong

approach every song with the stance
of assembly line rhymes
and formulaic flows
it's attack of clones
up in the clubs at these rap shows
rooms full of played out pimps
and no hoes

so hey,
what's with all this negativit-ay?
hip-hop always has been
self reflexive
[it's either that I do this as the directive(?)]
well fuck that shit
this is my time
never gonna make ya do aerobics when I rhyme
put ya hands down by ya side
dance if ya wanna

I gotta admit it
that I done did it with the drummer
done did it with the DJ
and did it with myself
did it with the saxophone, the piano,
and go-go bells

I done did it with the trumpet,
and Didgeridoos, did it with bagpipes
while you were dancin' in Underoos
Done did it Indiana, Kentucky and Ohio
Corn fields, tractor-trailer, back woods silo

done did it with direction, and did it on my own
be doin' it if everybody in the world was gone
I just go on, and on, and on
for all time
Y'all MC's can't survive without about
twenty-five thousand pairs of eyes

Hey!
Seattle-ite MC's grab ya mics tight
the rain makes it slippery, right?
aight, check the mic
check one, check two, check three
it's the Optimus, and my name is Wheelie

Seattle-ite MC's grab ya mics tight
the rain makes it slippery, right?
aight, check the mic
check one, check two, check three
Writer's block? Most rappers never heard of it...   Come to think about it,   most rappers don't write, they wrong      approach every song with the stance   of assembly line rhymes   and formulaic flows   it's attack of clones   up in the clubs at these rap shows   rooms full of played out pimps   and no hoes      so hey,   what's with all this negativit-ay?   hip-hop always has been   self reflexive   [it's either that I do this as the directive(?)]   well fuck that shit   this is my time   never gonna make ya do aerobics when I rhyme   put ya hands down by ya side   dance if ya wanna      I gotta admit it   that I done did it with the drummer   done did it with the DJ   and did it with myself   did it with the saxophone, the piano,   and go-go bells      I done did it with the trumpet,   and Didgeridoos, did it with bagpipes   while you were dancin' in Underoos   Done did it Indiana, Kentucky and Ohio   Corn fields, tractor-trailer, back woods silo      done did it with direction, and did it on my own   be doin' it if everybody in the world was gone   I just go on, and on, and on   for all time   Y'all MC's can't survive without about   twenty-five thousand pairs of eyes      Hey!   Seattle-ite MC's grab ya mics tight   the rain makes it slippery, right?   aight, check the mic   check one, check two, check three   it's the Optimus, and my name is Wheelie      Seattle-ite MC's grab ya mics tight   the rain makes it slippery, right?   aight, check the mic   check one, check two, check three
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