I eat faces,
no traces
hide your babies,
kids with braces
i'm that thing under your bed
i'm that thing your parents dread
like the rock and roll majority
like the successful minority
i'm no work and all reward
just tap the mic and press record
so how much ya wanna wager
i'm a bored ass english major
with mad work due on friday
so my thoughts are gonna stray
but you're not gonna hear me on myspace or facebook
you're gonna hear me through the ground cause i done made the earth shook
with these C student beats
so C'mon clap your feet
I know I'm not impressive
so I make up for it by being mildly promiscuous but only in a loveable manner that you'd still love to have meet your parents
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