Hungry Emcee by Mighty Misc

I'm feeling crunchy as a bag a chips, cuz my lunchin' was munchin' on a buncha rapper bits/ and that shit is malnutrious, the foulest style of musician, I won't apologze for my cynacism/ cuz when they make a dish that ain't fingah lickin', they're too baked to listen to a single criticism/ concept is stale bread, beat is burnt toast, your song's a sandwich with stomach turnin' mold/ I'm in the kitchen with my pen-knife choppin', up the freshest food without grocery shopping/ ya'll keep it bland, I stir letters in a fry pan and add syllables like spice from Thailand/ my data fatta than a platta of hors d'oeuvres, wack rappers keep coming up like heartburn/ they're hot for 15 then cool in a while, I stole the recipce for success from Julia Childs/

It's a hungry emcee thing x 1 billion

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