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lirik lagu donkey kong – curly fry: the kamikaze kid

imma fricken viscous crimson handed grimmous
crowds scatter panic stricken i’m picken soon*to*be victims
why are you still kicken tell the dog to sick em’
walk away casual like no crimes committed

my neck iced and friged ludacris midget
wow huge diamonds that’s no rinestone is it?
if it is i gotta pay the jeweler a visit
critics claim the album was truly exquisite

if i say i’m a legend you’d say i spelt honkey wrong
climbing builings beating my chest like donkey kong
like mike i’ll just do it
make a beat spit some heat make music
hey it’s a*me jumpman mario
cube punchin’ shroom munchin’ for cardio
i’m a purple belt in kickin’ turtle sh*lls
c’mon, bowsers castle isn’t far to go

stompin’ goombas scare king koopa’s troopas sh*tless
supa human zoomin’ to the castle lookin’ for the princess
guinness drink several cups to level up and win this
trippin on mushrooms and kush too i’m lifted

can’t leave no witness nothin’ personal just business
a real hood cracker just call me lil’ triscut
me and rhymes go together like gravy and biscuits
your getting a bit close there fokes don’t risk it

it may cost a leg and an arm
toxic waste didn’t vomit tates like chicken parm
i frollic, play and harm the boss i ate the darn
caskets contents then threw the box away hard

hey i don’t get played i’m a rapper not an arcade game
every few years when i slow down i get a new name and face change
pray my next incarnation is as nice as i’m being
cause if he smell blood then there’s no chance of fleeing

let me tell you i’m plenty stressed
you rappers push my b*ttons like n.e.s
if i buy studio time i’ll be pennyless
do you know whats next i have no guess

i need 18 blue pill and 18 pairs of clean clothes
one for each hoe underneath my sheets at home
this beats pr*ne to this freaks own neash jokes
and this beat flows so easy like cheat codes

up, up, down, down, left, right, start
3 2 1 begin! now it’s time for the fight part
kick kick punch i eat rapper like you for lunch leave bite marks
your a dunce i have a hunch you hate my slight remarks

i understand completely, letting people know your weak makes pride freaks uneasy
just like how my use of violence, s*x and curses makes parents queasy
i rap so freely i think rap deeply needs me i’m a god you need to
sacrifice more virgins to appease me please be speedy

- curly fry the kamikaze kid

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