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Previously on Great White Buffalo...
Darko and Deano face off against the pork eating demon people in the intergalactic rap battle of the century. Out of space doo doo pistol ammo and sinking in the primordial ooze, they have one more trick up their sleeves...
Lucky lefty
In Paramus park, drinking a Diet Pepsi
Primordial ooze
Teleporting through a portal in Kalamazoo
Deano down in Reno with the vitamin D
It’s like 10cc, the Deanie and me
Genies thrown in lamps with no way out
Stuck in a gut waiting for the acid to breakdown
Like a pickle from Ben’s delicatessen
That sickle’s a hell of a weapon
But demons can’t touch my soul
Beaming through earth creating a hole
To China
Wherever you go, I’ll find ya
Every step you take breaks another egg shell
In my head I dwell like hell in a cell
Stuck together like KFC’s and Taco Bells
Siamese rhyme schemes
They swear it’s unique but try these
Dean wrote em on a napkin in a lounge
Uniting the kings of the undergrounds
Sounds of Nether realms
Searching through the sand to see what the letters spell
In a dessert with a hotel mirage
Signs from god
Hallucinating vending machines
They almost ended the dream
I came back swinging with fists of thunder
Fit for caped crusaders and boy wonders
When my number’s up
I’ll watch the sky erupt to star dust
Ziggy wit it
Gimmie 6 feet and an once to lace the streets
While I bounce to space through a quantum leap
Looking like rumpled Romeo in Neo Tokyo
My Ariel, the great white buffalo
The Great White Buffalo is on the scene
The Great White Buffalo is in your dreams
By any means I’ll find what I’m after
Cos one day it might matter
(Fatboi Sharif):
You can’t evade the pork eating demon people
You won’t succeed with that purple tangerine
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Lucky lefty
Hired hands on jet skis
Is how I traverse terrain
Burst your brain into nano-bits with one flip of a switch
Hand cannon gripped blasted with the swiftness
But I missed, quick grab the proton
Left the embassy in hyper speed, better hold on
Stars gleamed off a Dean’s robotic gold arm
Known for writing hits, that lead us to the galactic rhyme championship
Of 3029
Watch money shine
The prequel
Brought it back for the party people of xenon
They haven’t seen the ring in eons
No pork on my fork
The Great White Buffalo is on the scene
The Great White Buffalo is in your dreams
By any means I’ll find what I’m after
Cos one day it might matter
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First Date
02:38
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First date was the fifth grade dance
I had ants in my pants
Sweat in my palms
Turn the radio on
Picked you up in my Chevrolet
Remember it like it was just yesterday
Before role playing we played charades
Tokens in the arcade
Used to wish I had a bat cave
Watched that movie rat race
Chasing to the money
I always asked for tea with milk and honey
Build a bear build a buddy
In Philly with the silly puddy
Pants muddy from 2 hand touchy
Pass the duchey
Hawaiian Punch
Used to bring Uncrustables for lunch
Eating donuts in the parking lot
Chef boyardee and Sir Spark a lot
My doggie liked to bark a lot
Back then my best friend was a pit bull named Minnie
Came through with the skinny
That’s the news
Had the broad street blues
On the TV glued
Nickelodeon
Grandma taking Imodium
Bill Clinton on the podium
Grandpa watched his sodium
At church with the phony hymns
Oscar Meyer bologna’ing
I’m only in it for the chickadees
Like the cashier at Mickey D’s
Fake ID’s but we looked 18
I made her a mixed CD
Called pick me please
Like Peter piper and pickles
At the end of the night counting nickels
Take her to a peep show like Travis Bickle
On the first date
It’s a curse to wait
Let the dollars circulate
Move to a city with a lower murder rate
We’re just birds of prey
With therapy on Thursday’s
Tell em all about your (first date)
Learned to shave from watching the commercials
Charazard and squirtle
Purple mountain majesty
Right across from the Applebee’s
Rapping to the battle beat
Don’t give me no hassles at the White Castle
Eating tiny chicken sandwiches
With my body in bandages
Calculating the damages
At the regal watching the conjuring
Pondering when to make the move
On my first date with you
Fumbling over words that rhyme
Like I drank a pint of turpentine
Making out in the elevator
Walking up the escalator
Bloody nose in the food court
8.0 in pitchfork
Looking like a big dork
On our first date
At the T.G.I. Friday’s
Truffle oil on my cheeseburger
Feeling like a bee herder
You’re my sweet honey funny valentine
The only one on my mind
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My unemployment check came in the mail
Now I’m looking for a used Fiero for sale
But the newspaper’s getting stale
And I got a death wish
I’m a buy my baby a used car on Craigslist
Craig seemed like a nice guy
Not sure why, I just thought I’d give it a try
Now I’m the lord of the flies
The brakes didn’t work
Turns out Craig’s a jerk
And I got a flat tire
He asked me if I was wearing a wire
The windows were on tint mode
Who built this shit? The flint stones?
We were better off in her pinto
Now I got a ford five hundred turquoise green
Bought it from a crazy ex marine
Told me not to say a word about anything I seen
When I step in the car, my whole side leans
Going down the highway, we both screamed
In the back seat was a pair of bloody jeans
And the jacket to match, what a horror
Don’t even get me started on the starter
Or the carburetor
In the cup holder was melted now or laters
Thought I’d do my pal a favor
A real solid
Tossed him the keys and threw in the rim polish
Don’t be a novice, buy your wife something nice
But make sure it doesn’t come with the fluffy dice
Cos that’s a lemon, and you ain’t making lemonade
Next time you buy a car off craigslist bring pepper spray
I thought I’d hop in a Delorean, give time a spin
But I end up doing donuts and breaking my chin
Come out with the steering wheel necklace
All before breakfast
Missed the exit
Now I’m in Texas
And they’re calling me a leftist
Never buy your baby a used car off craigslist
Even if it’s a Lexus
End up in the nexus of the universe
So blue it hurts my eyes
I’m gonna buy her jewelry next time
Maybe a teddy bear or chocolate
Something that fits in her pocket
A picture in a locket
Eyes rolling around in their sockets
Could’ve bought a Prius
We could’ve leased it
Could’ve got a car seat for my little nieces
Now my hearts in pieces
I should’ve bought her a giant Reece’s
Maybe an outfit
I got good taste in post haste
In the glove compartment was a can of mace
I think this car was laced
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(Nookie Through the Phone)
Happy nudie magazine day
Still think about that time I almost had a three way
I meditate in each and every way but I can’t make it go
Not until you jump my bone
Send me some nookie through the phone when you get home
Cos I could get relief through pornhub
But I’d rather see you in the tub
As you take your bubble bath
We might feel God’s wrath
But if there ain’t sex in heaven
Send me to triple 6 not lucky seven
You got a camera phone and you got the right number
You could be the house wife and I could be the plumber
Summer is my favorite season
Short skirts be the reason
Living at home is such a drag
Mom threw away your best porno mag
And your girls away at school
Her roommates are so hot and so cool
Maybe they can have a pillow fight
I only think about it every night
Backseat of my motor bike
My soda’s sprite
Krispy Kreme delights
Hold ya tight
Under stars so bright
I thought they were cop car lights
Broke the hell outta sight
I’m talking mondo gazungas
I’m diving in, cowabunga
Exactamundo
She had titties the size of Pluto
(Special FX)
It was a Saturday
Creature feature matinee
Fell in love in Plainsboro
Marry you in Disney world
Drunk off whimsy with a plan to make the curls
Boy meets girl
And the story goes
You either die a hero or become a morbid asshole
On top like the cherry
Somebody got a case of the Sunday scary’s
Can’t shake the feeling
Times like these take healing
Crawling on the ceiling like the amazing Spider-Man
What I would give just to hold your hand
Slipping away like grains of sand
The spice of life is bland
The Milky Way ain’t far from where the shooting star lands
Absence makes the heart grow fond
It’s not like you were all the way across the pond
She wasn’t the Avon lady and I’m no James Bond
Tom and Jerry, and the chase goes on
Till you throw all my clothes on the lawn
I’ll love you like a fat kid loves Twinkie’s and ho ho’s
Riding in my low low Lopez
Drop my jaw like a Pez
Don’t let it go to your head
Go to your hips
When I dip, lets go on a field trip
In the mix I’ll rub your heals Miss
Till the deals hitched
We’ll feel bliss
My soul’s fixed
I don’t ego trip
From your
Special effects
They turn me around
I can’t see the ground
My heads in the clouds
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Morbid Asshole
01:50
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I’m tired and it’s a lot of bologna
Sometimes I think Jesus ain’t my homie
Let go and let god
A vending machine mirage
Suits and ties
In the end, it’s a suicide
Who survives, who prospers
My bologna has a first name, it’s Oscar
I need my 8 hours at night and 10 a day
Not a lot of mc’s went this way
It’s hard to pay dues with bills to pay
Still awake to the ways of the world I can’t sleep
Like a shadow in the night, I creep
Deep in the bosom of suburbia
Tears on my pillow and Ave Maria
Bombs bursting in air
Who told you life was gonna be fair?
I’m tired and it’s a lot of bologna
Prophets be phony
You’re the fruit of the day
In the USA
Cast you off into exile
My next style’s the best style
Tralfamadorian’s don’t believe in death
Give it all I got till there’s nothing left
My message is a mess
My life is just a ride
I think I’m Billy Pilgrim
Unstuck in time
The breakfast of champions is ham on rye
This is a chemical burn
Turn yourself around
Bases are loaded
Pitchers on the mound
Swing and a miss
Nothing but the hits
It’s time I come to grips
Slipping off the cliff
My head flipped
If Mr. Furious could lift a bus
You could learn to trust me
Dust me off, put me back on the shelf
If only for my mental health
Orion’s Belt needs a new notch
This planet isn’t big enough for the both of us
It’s about to bust
Down and outta luck
I could taste the sin on your lips
Happiness is a myth and earth is an abyss
It’s not sci-fi
I look to the sky and ask god why
He hasn’t replied
I’m tired and it’s a lot of bologna
The helper of angels owes me
Nobody owns me
Not you or your billionaire cronies
Only the lonely don’t practice what they preach
$20 dollar bill laying right there in the street
Let’s get something to eat
They beat on their chests like barbarians
The pumpkin turned back into a chariot
My plans aren’t nefarious
My only defense is a perpetual smile
All the while
You were in denial
Mother Earth had her second child
Left alone in the wild
File me under confused
It soothes me to know that I’m still used
These are the breaks and those are the blues
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I ordered a Big Mac meal
I need a big phat deal
I got to the drive thru
My mind oozed out of it’s ears
There she was, covered in dreams, my thoughts disappeared
People are weird when you’re a weirdo
It’s as if she kissed my ear lobe
Here’s your nuggets and Dr Pepper
I’m lost forever in her eyes
I came back for a milkshake and fries
She made me melt all over the floor and come back for more
She said the milkshake machines broke
I told her that’s alright, I’ll have a cherry coke
An apple pie and a slice of hope
Will you go out with me please?
She left her number in my quarter pounder with cheese
Birds and the bees
I counted my lucky stars
Some couples meet at a bar
I met my soul mate sitting here in my car
Like Slick Rick
It was love in the drive thru not a picnic
She always comes home smelling like grease
I’ve found my peace
Double cheeseburger with those little onions
Bigger buns than my man Paul Bunyan
I’m telling Paul Barman that she’s the one?
A fun bash to tongue lash the sun
Light of my life
My McDonald’s wife
God made her with a McRib
Her specialty trick would be the McTwist
Fish filets and Hawaiian Punch for lunch
I lust for her touch so much I might just combust
Extra pickles don’t upset us
All we ask is that you let us
Coming into work with hickeys
Golden Arches in New York City
And I don’t write snack wraps
Used to be in the corner with the back pack
She taught me not to play the wall
Stand ten feet tall
Like XTC
I feel at home whenever she’s next to me
Even without the apron and the oven mitts
... I’m loving it!
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What would you do if I told you I loved you
Would you say it back or how would you react
We’re past the point of no return
Time to let it burn
As my stomach churns
I’m hopping out the urn
And it wasn’t even close to Halloween
They got the germ, I got the dream
A love supreme should be enough it seems
But I ain’t got the Midas
I’m too self righteous
Why am I like this?
I ask the mirror
The mirror replies what, I couldn’t really hear ya
Speak up my man
I wouldn’t steer ya wrong, don’t worry
Sometimes I get my mind all up in a hurry
I’m the jury, the judge, the executioner
In my own dumb universe
Where’s it end when the colors blend
My only friend was a girl named Marla
I was right for her, she was right for me
But I was too shy to see
The river from the stream
The street lamp from the sunbeam
Maybe Jesus doesn’t really want me
And the story goes on
Like a broken song from a broken soul
Turns out 2 half’s don’t make a whole
100 percent
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Commercial Break
01:54
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11. |
The Everybody Dance
03:53
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I ain’t asking you to break a leg
Homie do the stanky leg
Crank that soldier boy
Don’t play the wall being coy
Have a ball, put some joy in your life
It ain’t a cotton eyed joe kinda night
DJ played the lollipop
No Jay Elect, trolley stop
I’m talking about the body rock
You can’t rock your body without it
Don’t doubt it, just pop lock and drop it
Play that funky music
I got the stuff to make the whole crowd stupid
Just lose it, pass the Cavasia
Shake it like a Polaroid picture on the dossier
You just won the lottery
It’s your birthday
We could take up pottery
And learn to curtsy
Live life like squares
Every dinner eating pears
Or you could let down your hair
Learn to dance in your Hammer pants
Do the Cupid shuffle
Matter fact it’s time to hustle
Show off your bulging muscles
Hit the worm to the juggle
Don’t be bashful
You know what happened to the last fool who did that
He became a total recluse
So believe me when I say it’s time we get loose
Like a polar bears toenails
Don’t pass start go directly to jail
Shake your tail feathers
Feel my jacket it’s real pleather
I’m a go getter
Super soaker weather and we’re watching heathers
Mixing business with pleasure
She could wear my letterman jacket
Then they’ll call me the chick magnet
I’ll be the high school hero
Selling more cd’s than Lenny Nero
Weirdo eye for the normal guy
She’s doing the cherry pie
Looking more than fried
And someone just shot Suzy in the eye
Driving in Larry’s car
I’m losing my brain
Thought I saw a shooting star but it was just a plane
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Born ready to die alone
My minds my home
My little planet is beautiful
My aunt Janet hasn’t seen me since the funeral
But I believe I’m extra special
With enough to defeat the Devil
Angels on my shoulders feel like boulders
More like Scully and Moulder
I wanna know there’s more out there
More out of life
Earth’s alright but the after taste bites
Medusa got head lice
And I’m still stoned
Like a cat in a cone
Nobody calls my phone
But that’s a two way street
And I got places to be
Even if they’re make believe
Self assured
Oh no I learned another dirty word
It’s a blur
With frankincense and myrrh
I’m not deterred
I’m ready
Like two dogs and one spaghetti
It ain’t heavy
Listening to Hi, How are you?
In my Chevy Malibu
On the day you went away
The sky was dead bent grey
A man made of clay
Frayed at the seems
If life is but a dream then what’s death?
God’s great test and the apples not fresh
Snakes in the trees
Bring me to my knees
Praying for some sort of relief
A release
An end to the means
I bought all the suicidal thoughts I could find
Now my mind’s made up
Tears of a sad clown ruined my make up
If life’s but a dream, it’s time I wake up
Life is but a scene
I like my sugar with coffee and cream
I pick my booger and wipe it on your jeans
Sitting on the casting couch
It’s the masks we wear to hide our doubt
All out of twist but we got plenty of shout
My word is bond and I’m gone, peace I’m out
Born ready Dean
It’s time to inherit the world with the meek
Tears down my cheeks
Chewing juicy fruit with Chief
Like a leaf in the wind
Like a seed in the soil
Wrapping my head in tin foil
Like a chemical imbalance
Like a king and his chalice
All I feel towards you is malice
I’m taking my talents elsewhere
A planet more deserving
Of my art’s torment
I ain’t burning incense and cleansing rooms
My soul isn’t doomed
Till I’m ashes in an urn with flashes of what I learned
Cremation, reincarnation
Damnation as a bird in a cage
My hearts filled with rage
How many days will they mourn
Like children of the corn
I’m lost and alone
I toss and turn to living on my own
Must be the love jones
For her, I’d write poems
But I got the dial tone
Sewn to the recliner
I’m a downer and a whiner
Shining like the North Star
The light at the end of the tunnel
My funnel cake dreams
Transformed into to theme park nightmares
I’d like to think I’m not scared
Life was never fair
Learned to share and they took it all
The dive is now the fall
And she is all
No longer 10 feet tall
The mall planet has damaged my perspective
Now my mind is hectic
If life is but a dream, it’s time I wake up
Tears of a sad clown ruined my makeup
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They found life on Mars
Put life behind bars
Gave it 5 mics in the source
I didn’t start the fire
It’s been burning since the world was yearning
For something more out of life
They jumped the moon with a bike
We lost Doom that night
But the mask lives on
It could be Big Ben Klingon
This goes out to Xenon
And the Albee Square Mall
I met Percy, he was 10 feet tall
With a heart of gold
They showed us how to break the mold
Sometimes you gotta know when to fold
Like the greatest story ever told
It’s a cold world, and hell is hot
Years gone by but the bomb never dropped
The rock stopped spinning
The prince of darkness kept grinning
Flopping like a fish
If I had one wish, I’d wish for more wishes
Living off borrowed time, the clock kept slipping
The man behind the myth
Legends hoped the ending was a twist
Like a knife to the gut
I felt stuck
Hopeless
No way to approach it
When the leaves turn gold and red
It’s time to hold your head
One thing he said
Was the dream is never dead
Wig twisting season
Where some could get their wigs twisted back within reason
I don’t plan on leaving
I walk the path of Jesus, hell freezing
One thing this party could use is less demons
Wings of a phoenix screaming
Still trying to find meaning
Despite of all we been through
These cool cats wanna skin you
Only thing that comes between us
Is Saturn and Venus
A beautiful genius
Mask on crooked
Like showing dogs card tricks
You find at times god seems heartless
It’s all part of a grand plan
According to son and man
What goes up must land
The world could feel you MC
It felt like centuries I was empty
Looking for a place to fit in like a puzzle
Reflecting back in the puddle
The everyday struggle
I was getting by with being odd
Madvillain on my iPod
It stayed stuck in my head
They’re still hunting for the gingerbread
Friends, ones in which we can depend
The Super, I got it from Dead Bent
It ain’t no hardy boy mystery
You’re going down in history
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14. |
Ben's Deli
02:41
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Like Gilbert O’Sullivan
Naturally I’m alone again
Riding down the block in my hoopty navigator
Not a 64 but a couple years later
Looking like knock off space balls Darth Vader
Might run for Mayor of the major Deegan
Catch me in the corner not sleeping
If only I could dream of Angelina Castros
Personal Porno stars and super ho’s
All out of bubblegum like Bazooka Joe
Searching for amateurs like the white rapper show
Thick as can be, special deluxe
Like Eva Notty or Anastasia Lux
The wedding night rental tux
If I was stuck on an island like Daniel Faraday
I’d bring Lauren Phillips and Sara Jay
Sunny Lane with a suitcase of thongs and g strings
Listening to that song Nothing but a G thing
3D rings with the hologram teleport
Naked wrestling might just be my favorite sport
Dorks hot for teacher
Milfs and your step sister LaSirena
I may be a dreamer but I’m not the only one
Like when the librarian lets down her hair bun
Staring into the sun like the pool boy
You’re my Candy girl Almond joy
Play me like a toy, or a piece of a plastic with a hole
Sex sells and my record’s going gold
Broke the mold like flesh lights
Lana Rhodes you know I wanna take a big bite
Angela White and Lena Paul
Meet me in a Burger King with a hole in the stall
Ava Adams, Lela Star
Kendra Lust, how I wonder where you are
Alexis Texas, let me have you for breakfast
Meet me at the nexus of universe for two
Just be sure to bring your sexy nurse costume
Crushing like Jay Dee’s ruff draft
Clean it up now, meet me in the bubble bath
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