I was thinking about the subway rap i wrote a couple of posts ago. here are some more lyrics:
Whoa. Stop! All I heard was "mumble"
I stood here and watched you stumble
over ur words. The gloves are off, figuratively.
I can't take these off (*holds up hands*). Now, stick with me.
You got ur bread ur meat, then cheese.
N you can get it toasted, just say please
After that, pick your vegetables.
You'll prolly get the works if you're reputable.
Any sauce or seasoning?
Add a meal, 'cording to reasoning.
Now you're done, get gone.
You can go cry home to ur Mom.
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