Lyrics

 


4th & Mercer
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Behind Closed Doors
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The Blow-Up
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The Bars
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Fade Away
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Libations
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Octane
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Ock
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High 5
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Typ Of The Iceberg
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813
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Emily At The Windmill
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Yo (John It's On)
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Um (Somebody)

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Melange






Chris Burns


The Blow-Up


By Christopher Burns


chorus

I gotta blow up so when i blow up the world can dance to my shit
and everywhere i go everyone will know that i blew up because i spit
i gotta blow up so when i roll up to the party and my car be full of girls
everybody knows that because i got these flows i get to see the whole world
 
Christopher Burns and he's from New Jersey
he opened his first rhyme speakin in third person then I
switch it to first for the rest of my verse and I
bust rhymes like I wear t-shirts like
everyday on the regular
 i got a lot of water-filled balloons i'm peggin ya
i'm beggin ya not to hate me cause i'm irregular
no wait just take a second while i hate my cellular
come on telephone i gotta make calls
losin your signal breakin my balls
 what the heck man you got one bar
i'm just tryin to meet John at the mall
i'm just tryin to get hosed at the bar
tough guys act like I know who they are
some dudes start fights and they try to be the man
they refuse to grow up like a punk Peter Pan
i won't fight you cause i got mad guns
like muscles on my arms see i got mad puns
i should probably rhyme more than I do
Seinfeld Simpson George and Apu
i'm too funny when I drop on a mic
do bunnyhops when i hop on a bike
who's gonna stop me i'm popular like
the chicks who get killed in the film Prom Night
I'm what happens when nice kid's rappin about everything except ice and Mac 10's
but don't get me wrong cause I live for that shit
Slim Shady Jiggaman G-Unit
we might not all live exact lives
but we're all cut from the same rap knives
we all love to lay down our thoughts
when the beat we lay down on's hot
i don't really care if I get hated on
keep not caring til Armegetiton
i know some people resist my raps
they hate me and yet they love white crack
they just hate me cause I was not black
and I'm not Em so i must be whack
what the f man flow's so sick
i don't know if you're opposed to my shit
i'm just trying to make rap expand
so people who can rap know the fact that they can
is good even if they're not from the hood
lay down tracks cause if you can then you should
cause i think hip hop has got mad room
for more sick flows and for more rap tunes
listen to the radio hear what's wrong
all they ever play are four or five hit songs
i don't know man i want more
i want rap to smash down my door
i want hip hop on everyone's mind
i want new rap like all the time
please don't keep me from speakin my mind
sip cervesa while i squeeze my lime
i'm not mean cause i'm just so nice
i'll go platinum right before your eyes
i got more raps than corner stores
i bus all the time like the Port Author
but listen yo i gotta go i just wanted to say
God bless you and the USA
 
Chorus