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Slick Rickhuatong
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One of the greatest rapper walk - I'm sayin'

In the field makin' my brick without hayin'

Mad busy kid nah whip cut here

You boy drop your bundle bring your butt in

A soldier what I do to that hood

"Are you that slave everybody tellin' me rap good

Calm down not goin' ta murder ya

Clean yourself Pharoah said he wanna have a word with ya"

My mom pop look concerned

After takin' a shower dress and returned

The soldier kinda on the dark end

Brought me and the motherf**king palace was barking

In the midst a poet dryin'

Pharoah and his girl being entertained by him

Motherf**ker got some nerve

Said "Bring slave forward let me observe"

He asked me my name and start badger me

"Ricky what " 'Ricky your majesty'

And bowed because I had to

Kick a rap that shit better sound fat too

Who rotten 'em

Plaits swing but have you forgotten 'em

Biggest big shouts since King Tut and 'em who rotten 'em)

Kids ville motherf**ker couldn't sit still

All bitches is open off Rick's grill who rotten 'em)

Definetly exort any stalkin'

Hawk gawkin' at silk fabrics when I'm walkin who rotten 'em)

Fondle with right yet spec get delighted

All a that jungle shit whites rap

"He's fat" queen said to the pharoah excited and

Did seem obvious the rap delighted him

Then start banging on appliance Yes your honour )

"Send this other rapper to the lions" Please no )

Pleaing with merit if you kill him for my sake

My raps will do the spirit

'Please let him live I prefer that'

"OK well send him where this slave used to work at"

Do or die jammin' me into

Even was allowed to move the family in too

Any beat better rap good on

Even gave me mad nice outfits to put on

Knowing that my rap stlye bumped many

And expecting some important company

The king visits where I was put to write

"Slave you're behind better rap real good tonight"

In other words lay your mack down

'Cause these cats not the one to sound wack round

So that night when they summers be them clapping

Took a deep breath and then began rapping

Who rotten 'em

Tryin' a find out what excite what I write

What ignite with

Lion never once tried to bite Rick

Excusely assumed to meek refuse to greet

A smoother geek just move ya feet

Shocked all dippin' and stoppin'

Even slave owner wanted me to whip a man f**ker

Shakin' any prison kickin' back sick of crap

And sista breakin' when a n****r rap

Well it was obvious the raps unpluggin'

Dignitaries spat wine out they mouth buggin'

This they never heard that type a tactic

Gold sandles all over their fat steps

One dignitary over what man said

"I'll give you half the eastern border if you sell him"

Back at the rest spot to nap a bit

Mom Pop They delighted with the rapper did

"Son" my mom said sweepin' up

"That lunatic'll kill you if you don't keep it up"

What's wrong with you "Son I'm not scornin' you

Leave your best for a rainy day I'm warnin' you"

Ripped my ego apart

So I set upon a mission to change the king heart

'Sire whippin don't pay off

A lot more done you give a n****r one day off'

He took my advice 'stead a yell again

Sir noticed that my input was accurate intelligence

That type meant ta stripe kids

Even after he died I still write raps like this

All teacher and scholar try proceed me believe me

I am all culture that you need be

And superior juice to abuse I choose

Use words racist slave owner used to

Sandwich known crook redbone hook too

Got his own land which you're known look to

Not only ass wipes swept side kick

Shocker and them niggers even try to dress like Rick

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