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Hey, listen to me 'Cause computer must be in my genes I got a laptop in my back pocket My pen'll go off when I half-cock it Got a fat knot from that rap profit Made a livin' and a killin' off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his, nutsack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and as indecent as all hell Syllables, skill-a-holic This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match with this rappity-rap Packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac' Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that I'll still be able to break a mothafuckin' table Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half 'Cause you are beautiful No matter what they say Words can't bring you down Ohh no Letras de cancionesNow summa-lumma, dooma-lumma You assuming I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman Innovative and I'm made of rubber So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me And it'll glue to you and I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating how to give a mothafuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating "Oh, he's too mainstream" Well, that's what they do when they get jealous They confuse it; You are beautiful In every single way Yes words can't bring you down Ohh no So don't you bring me down today (No matter what we do) No matter what we do (No matter what we say) No matter what we say (The sun will shine your way) oh yeah yeah yeah From Letras Mania