Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Rap lyric of the week.

Thinkin of a master plan
'Cause ain’t nothin but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper but still comin up with lint
So I start my mission- leave my residence
Thinkin how could I get some dead presidents

3 comments:

  1. Snoop. Snoop-a-loop. This is weird because I have been thinking about this rhyme all week.

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  2. Oh yeah, I forgot that was the Snoop rap in Old School. My inspiration was actually the original rap by Erik B and Rakim, which Snoop was covering. I'm getting old, but not as old as JP.

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  3. I kind of have the same thing with "All Along the Watchtower."

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