Pregnant chords by Madchild

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Intro 1

Verse 1
C 
I make Ted snide
like a hot rod with hydraulic
The beer drinkin' bastard plastic
like the alcoholics
I snatch kids at frolic
or tiptoe through
Macabre captain whip his ass
like an orange tulip
With aggression I section on the mic
Feel the pressure from the beaver
Bandit branded as a young girl professor
Yes sir, I'm fresher,
I don't mean to be a boaster
But I'm the guy that's fly
like the great space coaster
One tough cook,
still a rookie with a chance
To have all the girls stealin'
all the pockets in my pants
Nope, but I hope I can do the hokey poke
And turn myself around kids,
cause I'm still fuckin' broke
Give me a chance, man,
I know I can rock it
Girls jock the way I rock
this obnoxious concoction
I'm swift with the gift
of talking quick like at an auction
The angry kid about to flip my lid
and rob the cradle
Try to battle, it's suicidal,
my style is fatal
So strap on the wrist wraps,
I never kiss the fist flaps
When I rap I tap the bottle
then I trip -tap
Y -B -T, but I beat the better MC, MC
Cause my initials are official, artificial
Styles get me riled up and
that's rough, fuck
Your stuff sucks and I get wild
and it's tough, fuck
Your stage face, but bass in your face,
no distortion
I'm taking out kids on a mic
like an abortion
C 
Divorcing these punks off the stage is a skill
But still, I'd like a real record deal
It's the monk with the punk
and the mad nasty bastard
Making shit fit cause he knows we had it
So call me Dred Scott
cause I got nothing to lose
When Q's on the 1's and the 2's
Fools see me coming in the year of 94
So let me grab another
Heidi from the store
Enter the dragon if you're lagging
on the 2 -step gear
You slept on the J to the D -E -F
Guess it's kinda easy when you're
in the background
But here's a new sound, baby that I found
So check the linguistics
cause I'm sweet like Mystic
And if the liquor's there,
I'm gonna get lit quick
People just wanna funk your mind
But I'll just have the beat
hit me two more times
Cause it's one for the treble,
two for the Honda Civic
If you don't know who this is,
I'ma tell you who it is
It's the A AP Gorka,
agent from the Idaho Mo
Make a lot of damn beats,
but I'm still fat, bro
So big up to my niggas
of the BS crew
Ay, Frisco's in the house, yo,
I thought you knew I'm dapper,
C 
smooth over the rough like a lapper,
86 skater later turned into a rapper,
so clap your hands to the beat, bop.
C 
But my shoes are old news
and I got holes in my socks,
I rock some Mike Swell in this group,
what the hell?
Well here's a little story I got to tell.
About two bad free boys
with big hopes and dreams,
we drive across the country
just to step on the scene.
I signed a dotted line
but I guess I'm a dunce
cause I been living in my car
for about six months
without a pop to listen
listen up to my story no love
they didn't even think
of saying sorry
but back on track to the fact
a record contract is usually whack
so if you got one
be prepared son get a lawyer
or you'll be up chickpeas without a paddle
oh yeah it's no joke my friend
C 
so you must learn
cause my mistakes are fake
C 
i don't want you to get burnt for me
i live for hip -hop
so i'll keep rhyming and stuff
C 
and just remember my
Cause I'm a diamond in