Originally posted by walshy
Why are you people even making raps about me in the first place
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, KMC, it's time.
It's time, KMC (aight, KMC, begin).
Straight out the little dungeons of rap.
The crisps drops deep as does my cheese.
I never power-bomb, 'cause to power-bomb is the sister of ease.
Beyond the walls of pizzas, life is defined.
I think of wrestling when I'm in a Wales state of mind.
Hope the disease got some ease.
My seize don't like no dirty freeze.
Run up to the expertise and get the tease.
In a Wales state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The small crisps?
You complain about Piggles.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the lisps.
I'm rappin' to the pepsi,
And I'm gonna move your narcolepsy.
Tiny, compact, mini, like a pizza
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a srebrenica.
I can't take the Piggles, can't take the candy.
I woulda tried to sweep I guess I got no brandy.
I'm rappin' to the narcolepsy,
And I'm gonna move your pepsi.
Yea, yaz, in a Wales state of mind.
When I was young my sister had a handy.
I waz kicked out without no bandy.
I never thought I'd see that randy.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my sister's dandy.
A minor donuts is quite the guts.
Thinking of wrestling. Yaz, thinking of wrestling (wrestling).
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