Chew on a Rubber by Grand Buffet Lyrics
[spoken, Jackson]
That's one of - that's the first sample we should use
[Verse 1, rap: Jackson]
"No self-control", Peter Gabriel sang to me
Herb Winningham hit a ball my way
Now I wanna be a shortstop, dressed like a rag doll
Head for the hills, I'm running laser-tag efficiency drills
Run anywhere, dodge anything, tag anyone
Big white rifle and a little black handgun
I had the helmets, pads, and the vest
Knew the woods like the back of my hands
And in no time I was the best shot, hands down
Hell-stormed on anybody caught with their pants down
French fry co-creator born with range
Gonna stop on a dime and give you nine and a half cents change
To the rest of the world, remain composed, indulge
Take it off of the top, suppose that my impertinent voice
Spawned a new style
Resistance is futile
[Verse 1, rap: Jackson]
Hi-tops are nice, paired with tube socks and a fresh waxed floor
To get to the point, something mystro gets vice and a whole lot more
At a drugstore, to get to the point, to cut to the chase
I'm in a milk chocolate mold of an animated [backwards]
Ate it and wash it down with a juice in which I didn't, but I'll do it again
Pain and suffering aside, I brought along a friend
He pointed out that Mike and Ikes are no longer the same
More than two individuals are now represented by both names
Cherry and Bob, Lemon Mel, Jolly Joe the Grape
What we are witnessing here is a systematic rape of the entrepreneur
Just born, I wasn't conceived yesterday
Children of the world, speak out or watch your sugary friends fade away
You see, character representatives with cartoons eyes
Are subject to fifty percent more bullshit and clauses and policy lies
I'll say one more thing on the issue at hand:
Choose the snacks you believe in, and side with the band
That's one of - that's the first sample we should use
[Verse 1, rap: Jackson]
"No self-control", Peter Gabriel sang to me
Herb Winningham hit a ball my way
Now I wanna be a shortstop, dressed like a rag doll
Head for the hills, I'm running laser-tag efficiency drills
Run anywhere, dodge anything, tag anyone
Big white rifle and a little black handgun
I had the helmets, pads, and the vest
Knew the woods like the back of my hands
And in no time I was the best shot, hands down
Hell-stormed on anybody caught with their pants down
French fry co-creator born with range
Gonna stop on a dime and give you nine and a half cents change
To the rest of the world, remain composed, indulge
Take it off of the top, suppose that my impertinent voice
Spawned a new style
Resistance is futile
[Verse 1, rap: Jackson]
Hi-tops are nice, paired with tube socks and a fresh waxed floor
To get to the point, something mystro gets vice and a whole lot more
At a drugstore, to get to the point, to cut to the chase
I'm in a milk chocolate mold of an animated [backwards]
Ate it and wash it down with a juice in which I didn't, but I'll do it again
Pain and suffering aside, I brought along a friend
He pointed out that Mike and Ikes are no longer the same
More than two individuals are now represented by both names
Cherry and Bob, Lemon Mel, Jolly Joe the Grape
What we are witnessing here is a systematic rape of the entrepreneur
Just born, I wasn't conceived yesterday
Children of the world, speak out or watch your sugary friends fade away
You see, character representatives with cartoons eyes
Are subject to fifty percent more bullshit and clauses and policy lies
I'll say one more thing on the issue at hand:
Choose the snacks you believe in, and side with the band