Generic Tha Character - K-O-N-G lyrics

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Generic Tha Character - K-O-N-G lyrics

[Intro: White Noyes & Generic] Now is it "Diddy Kong's Quest" Or is it "Diddy's Kong-Quest"? Dude, listen, listen, listen They don't need to worry about that All they need to know is that Donkey Kong Country is the best game ever Check it [Verse 1: Generic] Two words, yo' girl, one more, lockjaw Tight grip, up down, one hand, southpaw She like, so I like, that's right, vamanos I'm done, I'm out, goodnight, adios! A quick one, pa** the mic so I can spit some Swagger juice drippin', the haters keep on slippin' Skinny dippin', cuz with my flow, there's no close It just goes and goes, crazy loco, it's homegrown Blowin' smoke, everyone that I'm up against is so-so I'm Sosa mixed wit Barbosa sippin' soko Hip-hop's my private island, but where did the rum go? Beef with me? No-No - Dikimbe Matumbo Droppin' love notes for all the cuties in the front row Generic's who they come fo', give ya boy a drum roll White Noyes, whattup bro? I conquered level one, yo Donkey Kong wit Diddy out the jungle, movin' on like… [White Noyes] Two words, Dixie Kong Pink hat, yellow thong If we were all monkeys once Then no big deal, nothing's wrong Home sick, all day Not for long, marathon Squawk's Shaft, Hornet Hole In other words, let's get it on Nitwits and misfits Follow me, closely Like Didi Pickles did Lipschitz (oh you on that 90s Nick sh**!) Puke singles, piss hits Predictions like a mystic I'm twisted, get the gist? Dyslexic, sadistic Messages are cryptic My next line, don't miss it I'm super...at sonic Detlef Schrempf to Rik Smits I'm sick wit, these verbal blows They hurt worse, than slit wrists You asking, who's dope, my Five bros is, like cystic I'm a rare breed, picture this Green eyed, albino With high hopes on ice ropes My crew and I, ride rhinos Nevermind though, brief side note Ain't even in, my prime yo You ain't hot yo, you squat yo (yo did they drop a tape?) Hell, if I know [Verse 2: Generic] Rappin' like an animal, I've come to stamp ya crew Hear the track and people think That someone's lettin' Rambi through If you don't understand me, dude I guess I'm not a fan of you I keep my style so fresh and clean like Danny Tanner do Stephanie could get it in the older seasons VCR tapin' every episode that she's in Spit a verse, she'll bring her friends Back to my home this evenin' That's what I call a Full House I bet that no one's leavin' [White Noyes] Now I ain't a black dude But I will attack you, like Shaq Fu With a better accuracy than when Shaq shoots I'm back to, slap you so hard You'd think that fat bruise, was a tattoo Hold your head against the speakers and Force you to hear my rap tune Generic with that sick pa** Quick toss me that alley oop I've graduated from Ramen Noodles To microwaveable Campbell's soup With an attitude that worse Than an entire band of troops Been busy setting more b**by traps Than Crash Bandicoot Oops, sorry dude! [Verse 3: Generic] A veteran dismemberin' everyone that I go against Loads of weapons on my shoulder Know that there is no defense The rap warrior, I'll rhyme for all of ya'll's euphoria Deeper than the Mines of Moria, no time for warnin' ya The complete package, on point like Steve Francis See me ballin' all over MV's campus Elite status, compared to me, you'll seem average At SUNY IT, takin' over this league, f*ggots [White Noyes] I'm outspoken So when I say "just kidding" I'm usually not joking, broken I'm high on life floating, hoping You like this plastic pistol that I'm toting? Super Soaker XP I'll leave your body soaking, I'm dope and They call me little rascal Sorry Mario but, I got your princess in my castle Trying to avoid these gumbas But you know it's just a ha**le That's no man-purse That's a satchel, for my cash flow I'm natural...