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Alright everybody
Tie you shoes
Yeah
The third chapter has just begun
From the H to the P
On da mic you will see
The people's champ that's me
Yeah
Skibadee, skibadanger
I am the rear rager
Hit them with the raw for sure
Now bun your draw
Yeah
Come on
Aaargh...
Skibadee, skibadanger
I am the rear rager
Hit them with the raw for sure
Now bun your draw
Never, never endeavour
The good weather
Or whether we be there
Only for your pleasure
Yeah
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Yeah
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Come on
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it hot
Yeah
Yeah
Right now posse
We're the special guest mixologists
Yeah
Aaargh...
I ritz bits for da hits with the lyrics
With a robotic, narcotic in the pocket
The fire rocket, blood socket, I crack whip
Yeah
Elastic to plastic, my platinum hit
You git, gudda gudda get up with it
Me on the mic, be sophisticated
DJ's articulated, me on the mic
Yeah
Here we go
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it hot
Yeah
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Thank you
Tie you shoes
Yeah
The third chapter has just begun
From the H to the P
On da mic you will see
The people's champ that's me
Yeah
Skibadee, skibadanger
I am the rear rager
Hit them with the raw for sure
Now bun your draw
Yeah
Come on
Aaargh...
Skibadee, skibadanger
I am the rear rager
Hit them with the raw for sure
Now bun your draw
Never, never endeavour
The good weather
Or whether we be there
Only for your pleasure
Yeah
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Yeah
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Come on
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it hot
Yeah
Yeah
Right now posse
We're the special guest mixologists
Yeah
Aaargh...
I ritz bits for da hits with the lyrics
With a robotic, narcotic in the pocket
The fire rocket, blood socket, I crack whip
Yeah
Elastic to plastic, my platinum hit
You git, gudda gudda get up with it
Me on the mic, be sophisticated
DJ's articulated, me on the mic
Yeah
Here we go
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it loud
Maria, believe me, I like it hot
Yeah
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Ta - ta - ta - tadata - ta - ta
Thank you
Lyrics submitted by maggotbrain
Track duration: 03:42
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Eh? Exactly how many songs have you listened to other than this one?
I mean did you even pay attention to the lyrics? He quite clearly found a junior dictionary and picked out random rhyming words and put it to music. Its catchy Il give it that much, but most really bad music is nowadays.
As for the meaning I think it has no meaning. i think this could be an insight into his mind at the moment before he takes his brain medication. I say this because no sane person would think these are lyrics.