"Rapalicious"

When reading this, keep in mind that I am 63/64 European American. Therefore, it must leave something to be desired (like some nice porn or something). With that said, I feel like the Cheyenne Jewish Rap Business is a largely untapped business opportunity, as there's millenia of pent-up demand for it. In deciding between using my Jewish name or my Cheyenne name, it was a tough call. But I had to go with my tribal name. So without further ado, please welcome HungLikeHorse to the mic:

You can�t spell �Bethesda� without head and I�m the top man,
Forget sushi, I get so much dome I could feed all of Japan,
When you from the ghetto like Bethesda you need to learn quick,
Or else you end up in jail sucking Fat Albert's dick.

I�m so ghetto I came out of the womb with a nine milli,
First punk I gatted when I was six cause he gave me a wet willy,
Just like on South Park they yelled �Oh my Gosh, you killed Kenny.�
With a wave of the barrel, everyone knew to shut dey mouf lest they get any.

Dogg you so damn fat you make the Pillsbury Dough Boy look jacked,
I knock yo fat-ass out so fast you won�t have time to react,
Then you�ll be there lying on your back,
The only thing you got goin� for you is your huge rack.

You shoulda never started shit with the fucking man,
Now you know what it means to be a 64th Cheyenne,
Everybody else knows not to fuck with me,
All you had to do was ask your bitch Z. Fried.

Your friends are standing there trembling,
They�re thinking of excuses, just fucking rambling,
Gutmeister flexes, and they go scrambling,
Flashes the Biceps, now that shit�s Bling-Bling.

I whip out the cobra, shit�s as big as a negro�s,
Use that shit as a lasso, now who wants to be the hero?,
Rope my hog around your hot bitch,
She doesn�t know what to do, she�s used to your one inch.

She�s stunned, she�s fucking speechless,
Finally she says, �It�s so damn big, I can�t even reach this!�
When the fuck did I say it was alright for the bitch to talk,
�The only reason you should open your mouth is to suck my phatty cock.�

A workout for you is stuffing ho-hos in your mouth,
But you still think you hard, coming from the dirty South,
The South wouldn�t be dirty if you would just wear a diaper,
If I were your daddy, I�d break down your ass like the Jr. Mel Kiper.

But even with all your training I could still out-eat you,
Just listen to your girlfriend moaning like a monkey, �oo oo, ah, oo oo.�

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