Thanks to the fact that i downloaded this off Kazaa It's on Comcast On Demand, i'ma gonna lyricize the Brakstreet episode.
Brak and dad's rap
Brak: Daddy don't know 'bout my rappin' abilities.
Dad: What you got is futility! FUTILITY!
B: C'mon dad, that's a mean thing to say.
D: Hey, you wanna be a rapper gotta play that way. You gotta roll largely and rhyme correct.
B: I hear you loud and clear dad in full effect:
Check me out, my name is Brak
And that's a fact,
I got a dad and a mom and a yard out back.
We sit by the pool and we never eat snacks
Then we have a big lunch and we all take naps.
D: We don't have a pool Brak, don't you know the store? I haven't been employed since 1984.
B: Then what's that big pool out in the back?
D: A water filled crater from an alien attack.
B: I still got dream dad and it's a fact: Gonna be the winner of the rap contest!
A jigga who-
A jigga what-
A jigga man-
A thanka you.
Walking rap
Brak: Well, here I am, walking down the street.
Hey, look down there, I can see my feet!
I gave 'em both names, ones Tony ones Louie
You steppin' on tony lou's steppin' on you.
Well i'm walking down the street, or sould I say,
On the sidewalk, the street's not safe.
There's cars, buses, and tricked out scooters,
And the kind I like best are tricked out scooters!
Zorak's rap
Zorak: Crap rappers each and everyone of them.
Ain't got no choice but to make fun of them
It's all just an act, man, those gangstas just posin'.
Sure they got ice, but that's just water that's frozen.
I'll go one further, call me the crap-herder
Cuz is not just rap that's crap, it's all music in fact!
You know while we're at it? Throw in creative expression.
Makes me want to blast them into another dimensionB
Brak: Zorak, aren't you being just a wee bit harsh?
Z:Nope! If I was the boss, I'd enslave all of y'all
I wouldn't think twice, I'd exterminate all life
Leaving just the lady-types, who treat a mantis right
I'm talkin' stacked racks and a mouth that's shut tight.
Screw that, the girlies got to go, I don't love them ho's
I'm so out the do', for sho'
Record Store Guy's rap (This was hard)
Record Store Guy: Look, shorty, everybody thinks they pimp. Not the case. They juuust frontin'.
Now matter how ya flow he'll lay ya, dog.
If I were you I'd just go home, dog.
Name is Prime Cut Miggity-Mo' Macdaddy Gizzabang Doggy Dog Dog
Got a two way twenty-four grill fulla gold
Phat crib with a firemen's pole
Think ya got game? Think you're in the know?
Heads up you'll end up with a taggety toe, yo.
Brak: What-tha-who-tha-what? What you say to me?
Aw, dawg! What you say to me?
RSG: Okay, you want me to slow it down, boy? I hear ya.
The man's undefeated, that's the stone cold truth
He's not kicking yer **bleep**, then he's knocking tha boots
He's callin the chips, he's stackin da loot
It's a game alright and you stand to lose.
Thundercleese's battle rap.
Thundercleese: I'm on edge! I haven't been in a battle for weeks! I long for the taste of war!
War is my profession!
War is my obsession!
Nothing I like better than a violent intersession!
Blood must be spilled!
Thick enough to swim in!
As I hear the lamitations of my counqered foes women!
War! It's good for me!
What's my name?
THUNDERCLEESE!War! It's good for me!
What's my name?
THUNDERCLEESE!
You want a battle? Take this!
It's come to my attention that you have no aggression
No time for second guessin'. You need a secret weapon.
AWAY!
MORE SOON, HIZZY G!
Message Edited by Homepie on 12-27-2004 12:56 PM
RUN WHILE THEY LET YOU HAVE LEGS
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