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idk what to call this, its the carb rap, xander's duel? idk - xander lyrics

hey carb, whats up? you like b*lls, dude. how have you been? is your mother doing well? i would know, you like b*lls dude. hey carbohydrate carbohydrate carbohydrate carbohydrate carbohydrate carbohydratecarbohydrate carbohydrate carbohydrate carbohydrate carbohydrate carbohydrate
[very funky sound start playing]
press start, carb’s up to bat’
audacity sessions charged up to max
callin xan’s downfall, callin his cap
cut xannie some slack, sucks that he’s wack’
ain’t even his fault, blame his mammie instead
raw*dogged a rat in her bed
birthed a sad little sack of flesh, with four hairs
stepped in this track, between the cross hairs
crеpt in the cryptkeepers fevеrdream of nightmares
temblin like seein creepers, can’t keep up with the jeepers
not even a little rage, little quip, covered peepers
what’s wrong, settle down, you scared?
mister never swears, still care bout your care bear*
vocabulary, i dare he, squeeze it through your larynx
through your t**th, seeth, stick out your tongue and spit
nevermind morals, don’t agree with it
rest on your laurels, welcome acceptance
when you’re bested, this test of ill sh*t
ascends your ditz sh*t, you’re still a lil
kid with a limp wrist
zounds! astounding, truly a profound rap pounding
xander sees in his dreams, in reality he’s just clowning
stringing nouns like friendship bracelets
ey junior, face it, skip this sh*t now, rage quit
you’ve tanked your 15 seconds of fame
with your abject hackneyed rap game
ain’t exactly great milenko
faint tattle telling tango
quaint, albeit dry as flame goes
i wouldn’t wear a raincoat
little fiat, me, camaro
slavin over beats sublime
came time to spit some rhyme
fully unchained, django
(can we reach 10 minutes?)
wage cut, like where’d the pay go?
demotion b*tch, here’s the footnote
you wasn’t ever fit for
carb incorporated, fifth floor
xandeater, call me quasimoto
plan to insult the master in his dojo
fine, do your best
kiss the angel of death
catch some cold sores!
so many four haired phonys
beginning of the clone wars!
i do not like them
xan*my*friend
i do not like
b*lls or men
i would not suck them g*y or straight
i would not suck them filleted or glazed
i do not like b*lls and men
i do not like them, xan my friend
i do not like them on tv
i do not like them in movies
i do not like them g*y or straight
i do not like them filleted or glazed
i do not like b*lls or men
i do not like them, xan my friend
not covered in slime
not covered in grime
not on tv
not in movies
i would not suck them g*y or straight
i would not suck them filleted or glazed
i would not suck b*lls or men
i would not suck them, xan my friend
i would not, could not, with no clothes
i’m not h0m*, just let me go!
i do not like them covered in slime
i do not like them covered in grime
i do not like them on tv
i do not like them in movies
i do not like them g*y or straight
i do not like them filleted or glazed
i do not like them anyway
i do not like them b*lls or men
i do not like them, xan my friend
not inside a pool! not with no clothes!
not covered in drool, xan! let me go!
i would not could not, on tv
i could not would not, in movies
i will not eat them covered in slime
i will not eat them covered in grime
i will not eat them g*y or straight
i will not eat them anyway
i do not like b*lls or men
i do not like them, xan my friend
[very funky sounds start playing again!]
[xander comes in!]
along came carb, harsh ol meanie
plodding around in an
oversized green tee
came to extinguish me
these flames still singe speedily
clingin to your lame rap game
like cancer in your kidney
just banterin’ im kidding
have a sample of my heat
trampling your freezin teases’
hydration getting cold feet?
hiding, camping out
maybe holding out
savin his b*tt, with conveniancy
favorite nasty “class act”
in barton’s gated community
vote him out? will we see?
tune in next episode, on the t.v
we’ll coax dray’shun away
all paid vacation, next train
giant step to another place!
i’m supremely loved, coltrane
you seep a lotta bold claims
bout xander and his earned acclaim
all due respect, you’re 2nd best
checkin tests, b minus
the finest carbo will ever get
this bald*o needs a rest
messed his guestlist, embarrasing
letting
xan with four hairs
tear up his mental welfare
man’s bearing t**th
frightened, terracing
build a wall around himself
floyd did it in the 70s!
what a d*nk!

- xander lyrics

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