YTCracker - Manifest Destiny lyrics

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YTCracker - Manifest Destiny lyrics

Lyrics by MC Lars and YTCracker Music by the Rondo Brothers Lars: Welcome to the Wild Wild West Pecos Lars won't hesitate to put a slug in your chest Hard rhymer, 49-er, got my Remington co*ked I shot a man in Reno just to hear his heart stop (stop) YTCracker: Manifest destiny was the slogan In the 1800s when the east was all broken People sought their riches in a vicious move west And the competition kept ‘em on their toes with no rest Lars: Posting up at my homestead got my gold bars stacked Go west, manifest destiny is on track Forging streams, so it seems, in my heavy covered wagon You can't stop it, Davy Crocket, all the crazy fun we're having YTCracker: In the mid 90s people started forging the framework Of the modern day internet and pioneered the game work I was on the front lines Lewis and Clark With a SLIP connection wrecking on the net in the dark Chorus Manifest destiny a motto of progress But it isn't always positive the aftermath regardless Eventually theres casualty – but it doesnt matter see ‘Cause everyone is ultimately out for themselves Manifest destiny a motto of progress But it isn't always positive the aftermath regardless Eventually there's casualty – but it doesn't matter see ‘Cause everyone is ultimately out for themselves Lars: I get crunk! Shooting Indians, straight out pillagin' One day we'll put a Wal-Mart here and make those millions Small pox on the blankets k**ing buffalo for fun The white man is more heinous than Attila the Hun! YTCracker: Was an outlaw sticking up the internet train I took that superhighway and I made it a game Felt at home on the range I'm an agent of change I'm the internet Obama if it needed a name Lars: Pochantis, girl you want this, brace yourself like orthodontists Because High Noon is coming soon like Jesse James you'll never stop us Just Andy Milonakis eating everything in sight We sleep with one eye open on these cold Nevada nights! YTCracker: I was spamming mails like it was Oregon Trails Die of sickness from the dysentery making my sales Holy grails of the internet partner knew ‘em all Smuggling my warez with a howdy yall Repeat chorus