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You Are What You Eat
(feat. Mr. Pibb) [Aaaahhhhh] It's time for dinner It's time for dinner It's getting cold I heard you are what you eat It's true that i must be an emcee If i didn't eat at all well then you'd call me empty If i ingested only brocolli i would be a vegetable And if i chomped computer chips, then i would be quite technical So if i swallowed dinosaurs, i would be jurassic Plus if i dined on criminal minds then i could be a classic Consuming homeless people i'd assume i'd be broke Now, digesting rocks of coke, i suppose i'd be dope If i ate a scorching torch then my name would start with 'f' If i devoured bullet rounds then my name would be death If i tasted Rainman's brain, i'd be super-smart And if i ate an on-point flow, well i'd be sharp like human darts You are what you eat! If i ate piano keys, then i could be real musical And if i ate up Nikki Taylor's head then i'd be beautiful If i gulped the big blue ocean i would be aquatic Letras de cancionesAnd if i gnawed Madonna's body, i could be erotic If i snacked on world map, i guess your boy would be global And if i munched a nuclear lunch, then i would be Chernobyl If i did ten prison inmates, i would be in trouble And if i chugged down dairy products only i'd be butter-fuck-o If i clubbed on rubber plants, i might become a coper If i drank nothing on Friday night then i would be sober So please let it be, i ate the 60's, i'm John Lennon And because i ate the last page of the novel i'm the ending You are what you eat From Letras Mania