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Pepperoni, and it was all just a dream
Baby rhapso, ho

I'm the confused neck with the keep getting restless
Eating 20 lbs of 'basgetti for breakfast
Sill showing up on your 10 best dressed list
I told you my name is MC Defenseless

Duct tape wrapped around my feet
Held hostage before the big track meet
Fourteen feet from eighteenth street
I know for a fact that you think I'm neat

Yo, you stick around like a fly on the wall
With surround sound you found that you hear it all
When it all comes through I hear you say so dude
I never thought money really mattered to you

When all the kings horses and all the kings men
Took all the kings credit and they started to spend
It all on the worthlessness a tragedy went
Your moving in with your aunty and uncle in Bel Air

Ladies and gentlemen
The worst freestyle rapper ever

Um uh, uh give me a second, uh shoot
Um uh, right here we go
Apples are green and carrots are orange
And then they go and then you go
What nothing, what oh what rhymes with orange?
Oh geez, I really am bad, just gimme, gimme a second

No man, your done

Who's that wearing those silly shoes?
We are wearing those silly shoes
Well I really hate those silly shoes
Well we really like those silly shoes
Please stop wearin' silly shoes
We won't stop wearing those silly shoes

They're just shoes, man
Well I've learned to respect your silly shoes
The respect for you is so that we won't lose
Can I try on a pair of your silly shoes?
Man, quit talking about those silly shoes

You say I'm boring, but I say hardly
Well let's get together and have a pizza party
Pizza party, pepperoni
And it was all just a dream
Forever