Fruit Fly

lets bring rap to a brand new age,

blow everyone away like shotgun 12 gauge,

rap and rhyme until we go into blind rage,

now we keep this going, its only the start of the page,

This is as legal as public exposure,

unless i get lucky tonight, four leaf clover,

red rover, red rover, I call over,

Like Beethoven, I'm a composer,

of experimental drugs, test it on a gopher,

let it screw up, shave it, turn it's skin into a loafer,

leave it a naked mole rat in a tree being a squirrel poser,

now i ain't trying to make you mad,

so you go bad like an apple rotten,

that apple and a dead beat dad,

only one can understand,

what its done wrong and,

sit on a Lilly pad,

eating french flies watched by the Mossad,

 

with the iPad and computers making us fun,

my three year old son played angry birds and won, but he's too dumb to work out one plus one?

what happened to classic fun,

with a potato gun, toy soldiers hidden in a Hephaestus filled and moldy bun-

galow, you know it's low to show your hoe if she cant flow,

like Marylin Monroe and a carrion crow painted by Vincent van Gough,

i guess regular Joe was a no show, well that was a blow oh well now off we go!

 

to Mars although the martians are evil bro even so we will go!.

 

the cake is a lie,

we have logic to defy,

with hipster style,

going out faster than it takes for a fruit fly to die,

so bye,

don't try to spy your too shy to pry with your prying eye.