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Featuring Aceyalone]

where in the hell did the hip hop go?

where in the hell did the hip hop go?

where in the hell did the hip hop go?

yo Aceyalone do ya know do ya know?

well here we go hot cake dough?

jellybeans banjo candy store

polka dot backpack microphone

shamalama ding dong doggie bone

chippeechippa chop bust a flip flop

skateboard tennis shoes ice cream shop

telephone poles bakin' hot rolls

a '91 pinto sittin' on Vogues

bubble gum tick tock hound dog fleas

*****-a-doodle doo-doo and some hog head cheese

leap out the room grab the old broom

eat a watermelon and walk on the moon

cherry coke canteloupe little old maid

a big black berry inside the kool-aid

a bass guitar a old fruit jar

a green canteen and a chocolate bar

cannonball baby doll football fan

i flipped a mad dog and a Japanese man

a double bunk bed a 40 to the head

now get up and watch me rap to cornbread hey

hey i hear ya

yo aceyalone i hear ya

well have ya ever kilt a great white shark? well i have

i was on a boat i built and sailed around the world don't laugh

yeah i was a crook an' met captain hook an' got tookin' a captive

wrote a book in 31,000 chapters yeah yeah that's it

i seen the ghost of augie creek

i went to fantasy island gilligan's island and pirates peak

and then to nappa valley rappers alley and stayed a week

i met the queen of all my dreams and we danced cheek to cheek

and then we freaked

had a fight with king kong godzilla and rodan

johnny socko's giant robot and wrestled with conan

i jumped on a rocket with davy crockett headed for no man's land

and landed and seen a time bandit in the sand

i travelled with Gulliver and I'm a hell of a patrol

looking for the Acupulco pot of gold

he blazed i raised little bastard got me floated

hit the road and had to hitch w/the son of a ***** who turned into a

toad

you ever slept on blueberry hill well i will

we'll have to connive and cook and clean for a meal and that's real

planted three jolly green bean weed seeds in a field

a tree grew all the way up to the sky and i smoked it

Well I seen zig zag as he was zooming in a Z

looking zorked and zany like a Zulu zombie

he thought he was a zenith with a zebra ont he scene

he was a buzzing in the zone like he was zapped

bullshit

well jingle bell jingle bell sugar on toast

the fellowship shop is from the west coast

hey hash and eggs crocodile legs

i'll bring the chronic you bring the kegs

buckwheat and stymie's down with rodney allen rippey

while Tommy and Annica were beating up Pippy

karate chops snap crackle pops

you do the hip thing and i'll do the hop

cough up a lougie shake break and boogie

cause i got a home girl that's giving out nougies

mr george bush was on my floor

cracked out butt ***** watchin' the cosby show

hey little rascals eddie haskell

black eyed peas with a lot of tabasco

chico stix big fat chicks

old reruns of the jefferson hits

eenie meenie miny mo larry and shemp

slide me some skin on the black side pimp

training bras holey drawers

Vonte and D double E is breakin' all the laws

double dutch afros parakeet crap

honey i kilt (killed) the kids w/my rap

then my dj Kiilu he came and said

yo i'll scratch the break you rap the cornbread hey

see i'm a big old black man a big old black man

a big old black wacky tacky black man

born w/my mama arrived alone

and i'm alive and survive in a one room home

never take a hand-me-down never dig a bone

i give and i live and i handle my own

used to a peewee now i'm full grown

not a shufflin' jigaboo i'm hard like stone

i drink out the jug i eat out the pot

i learn and i earn and i love what i got

my mama ain't a housewife daddy ain't a cop

i was taught to be a fair man shoot your shot

snake in the grass livin' in the past

seein' nobody got my hindside i'm a think fast

i'm the chugalug thug from nicolett and (?arquette?) street

a watermelon sellin' bailin' no good cheat

not a lie two-facin' a liquor jar tastin'

i'm a ebony woman chasin' got no time for wastin'

so bring in the news singin' the blues

i don't shovel no shit and don't shine no shoes

i'm a big old black man never had a friend

sittin' on the roof top listenin' to the wind

my life is on the end my grin is pretend

i'm a die in my rockin' chair sippin' on gin hey

see im a bad boy i'm Aceyalone i'm Aceyaloony

i'm Aceyalone a nigger from the boonies

i'm Aceyalone (....?????what the hell is he saying???????......)

same ol' same ol' thing baby bubba

what you say what you thought was really going on you don't know

right right but you got caught by

Aceyalone ranger Aceyalone stranger

willing to gimme a pound cause i'm just abound (?about?) to lose you

so bamboozle out instead

just remember that brother who spits the cornbread

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