1. |
Alex the Rapper
02:43
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Met him in woodshop in ’89.
He bought all his clothes at Chess King.
Said he was from Roxbury, but he was actually from Milton.
He said “I’m from the Berry, from the Berry”, but that’s not the truth ya’ll!
He once told me Ed O.G. was gonna produce his demo for him.
His name was Alex. Alex the Rapper.
Alex! Alex! Alex the Rapper!
Said all his boys were from Mattapan, but they were really from Canton.
Said he was down with the New Kids and once opened for them.
Drank Cisco on the weekend and wore a Triple Fat Goose…year round.
He mostly wore Shell Toe Adidas, but sometimes he wore Gazelles.
Constantly smoked Newports and watched Yo! Mtv Raps.
Once tried to fight a senior who called him a wigger
His name was Alex. Alex the Rapper.
Alex! Alex! Alex the Rapper!
Said he could breakdance, but we never actually saw him.
Said he could DJ, but he didn’t have a turntable.
He said it was in the shop getting worked on…yeah right.
He once did some free-style at a CYO dance, but it was terrible.
And did I ever tell you about the time he tried to fight a senior who called him a wigger?
That was Alex, Alex the Rapper.
Alex! Alex! Alex the Rapper!
Alex! Alex! Alex the Rapper!
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2. |
Hiking Sucks
02:26
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What are you doin' this weekend?
Do you wanna go hiking?
No I don’t wanna go,
No I don’t want to get in touch with nature
Backpack, trail mix
compass broke, can’t fix.
We’re lost, we’re f*cked
Feet hurt, this sucks!
Oh…
Hiking F*ck’n sucks
Come on!
Hiking F*ck’n sucks
What are you doin this weekend?
Do you wanna go to Blue Hills?
No, I don’t wanna go,
No I don’t want to become “one”
Backpack, trail mix
compass broke, can’t fix.
We’re lost, we’re f*cked
Feet hurt, this sucks!
Oh! come on!…
Hiking F*ck’n sucks
Grappling hook!
Hiking Sucks, Hiking Sucks, Hiking Sucks. F*ck you!
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3. |
Krud Kutter
02:24
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This song is about a cleaning product.
mold & mildew stain remover
mold & mildew stain remover
mold & mildew stain remover
Krud Kutter!
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4. |
PS We're Hammered
00:49
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PS we’re hammered!
PS we’re hammered!
PS we’re hammered!
H-A-M-M-E-R-E-D!
A case of Miller Lite,
A 6 of talls,
Shots of ‘Bouca,
And Jack on the rocks.
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5. |
Rice is an Elk
01:05
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He’s not a Moose
Not a Vet
Not a Mason
Don’t forget
Rice is an Elk
He’s not a Leopard
Not a Lion
or Grand Poobah
He’s an Elk
Rice is an Elk
ELK!
He’s an Elk
Rice is an Elk
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What’s that f*cking smell coming from your trunk?
I know we had burritos last night when we were drunk
Smells like something died
Or maybe sh*t their trunks
It smells like f*cking sewage
or a hundred thousand skunks
Your car smells like sh*t!
What’s that f*cking smell comin' from the back seat?
It smells like Davey’s dirty laundry or Donny’s stinky feet
Maybe it’s your beard, maybe it’s your stash
Smells like rotten eggs, vomit, or your ass!
Your car smells like sh*t!
Your car smells like....
Get yourself some air freshener
Get yourself spray
Get yourself Lysol
Get yourself Raid
Get yourself Old Spice
Get yourself a tree
Get yourself a Tidy Bowl and make it go away!
Make it go, just make it go, make it go away!
make it go, make it go, make it go away!
F*ck it up!
Your Car Smells Like Sh*t!
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7. |
GFYS
00:10
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8. |
Elephant Man
00:45
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It’s not my fault you look like the Elephant Man
(Not my fault)
Not my fault you smell like the Elephant Man
(Not my fault)
Not my fault you F*ck like the Elephant Man
(Not my fault)
Not my fault you eat like the Elephant Man
(Not my fault)
You look like the Elephant
(Not my fault)
You smell like the Elephant
(Not my fault)
You F*ck like the Elephant man
(Not my fault)
You eat like the Elephant Man
……Peanuts.
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