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  • Everybody throw your hands up right now and make some God damn noise
  • Hailing from the state, of ocean and lakes
  • Get ready for those good rhymes and metaphors, the state of Maine changing the game
  • Making music good for your brain, so open your earlobes
  • Here's Spose!
  • [Verse 1:]
  • With no rims on the whip, and no collagen lips
  • I rip through the state of Maine with the halogens lit
  • I'm not Rick but I spit Slick
  • I'm raving and making the fakest of rappers who thinkin they're singing my shit quick, quick, all aboard
  • From the state where they think we all mate with our cousins
  • With no indoor plumbing, moose by the bakers dozens
  • We got lakes, ponds, deer on lawns, b-b-bonds bonds rocking long johns, fat verses over purchase 30 racks of beers
  • Made peers laugh and cheer throw a hand up in the atmosphere
  • Cause everybody knows my name like the cast of Cheers
  • But they say I shouldn't rap from here, I made it finally
  • Puffed all kind of leaves, whack rapper time to leave
  • Rhymes sick - lyme disease
  • Pine trees, skate rails
  • Wheremostly white trophy wives rock fake nails and bake sales
  • And all the haters say Spose -
  • [Chorus:]
  • Are you out of your brain, rapping from Maine?
  • You must be insane! (No you can't get there from here)
  • More delusional, please quit the beats and retreat to the cubical
  • (But you can't get there from here)
  • You must of lost your mind
  • I mean those rhymes they were fine for the time but you can't
  • (But you can't get there from her)
  • You're from the most eastern most northern most boredered some state
  • You can't be great (You can't get there from here)
  • [Verse 2:]
  • From where teenage moms and their babies dwell
  • Where people downgrade from cocaine to oxy pills
  • Where the wives get beaten no one hears them yell
  • And it's not Compton or Brooklyn or A-T-L
  • We spend most times weaning cause the coastline's scenic
  • But the chances of succeeding are slimmer than a bulimic
  • Still I put my life in rhyme form and recorded it
  • On my debut and stayed true to my coordinates
  • No, never recorded it, ask my subordinates
  • Since back when my weed had more seeds than tournaments
  • I'm going for the gold, as if that wasn't obvious
  • And stopping Spose, that's like trying to handcuff an octopus
  • Wake up every morning, wrote a new verse
  • Even if I wasn't winning I wasn't a loser
  • Look if you want to excel (2XL) like huge shirts
  • Doesn't matter what your zip code is
  • Just do work
  • [Chorus:]
  • Are you out of your brain, rapping from Maine?
  • You must be insane! (No you can't get there from here)
  • Or delusional, please quit the beats and retreat to the cubical
  • (But you can't get there from here)
  • You must of lost your mind
  • I mean those rhymes they were fine for the time but you can't
  • (But you can't get there from here)
  • You're from the most eastern most northern most boredome-soaked state
  • You can't be great (You can't get there from here)
  • [Verse 3:]
  • You can't get down from here without magical poof
  • I google maps'd it I'm there maxin'
  • I've seen them laughing at, the main attraction and when I die they'll pour out all their Pabst in my absence
  • Steered off course, ***** your path I'm the captain,
  • Crunch time all day cereal with my actions
  • No need for lucky charms, just a bit of passion
  • The make it from where Frosted Flakes fall to relaxin
  • Yeah fools, fools, use Trix on silly rabbits
  • Did it just for Kix when I started out rapping
  • And I grew up in Maine so they said that'll never happen
  • But we got the alphabet too and I'm nasty
  • [Chorus:]
  • Are you out of your brain, rapping from Maine?
  • You must be insane! (No you can't get there from here)
  • Or delusional, please quit the beats and retreat to the cubical
  • (But you can't get there from here)
  • You must of lost your mind
  • I mean those rhymes they were fine for the time but you can't
  • (But you can't get there from here)
  • You're from the most eastern most northern most boredome-soaked state
  • You can't be great (You can't get there from here)
  • Or so they say
  • To my cam groves
  • Stiky-1
  • F4
  • And to them mother*****in Educated Advocates
  • Keep keep on
  • To lab 7
  • Luch and eliza
  • Just keep keep on
  • To my man foodstamp
  • Keep keep on and on and on and on

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