d-land rap, version 1ne

you'll probably think this is really stupid. you're probably right...

(to a generic gangsta rap beat):

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i got the window seat

place to put my feet

crackin' the glass

to toke on the grass

blow it out the space

clean up, leave no trace

smile at the mailman

say 'hell yeah' man

he knows what's doin'

got my eyes showin'

holed up in the house

quiet, just like a mouse

chillin' thinkin' of an update

some new words to set you straight

but confusion comes in

wipes off the grin

i forget what i'm sayin'

i forget the tune that's playin'

takin' lotsa photos

showin' who the hell knows

photos too big, gotta crop

digitally mastered with the 'shop

a picture's worth a thousand words

just keepin' you peeps from gettin' bored

burning up the DSL

with the uploads from hell

so check your list

soothe your wrist

check your bib, get some sup

sloth at d-land is wassup