Armed with my trusty charmed tiki man to aid me in luck I quickly rode my green dragon of 12 Horse Powers to the wisdom well and studied the great book of ninjas past. Soon after I was off to the great and evil sanctuary of high nosed, evil snuh snuh blehchook. Sometimes referred to as school in other tongues. I quickly succumbed to the smell of stale paper and unwashed ear hair. A lesser man would have cried, " I GIVE UP!" Ho oh but not this ninja. He faced all masters with a twitch on his eye and shoes on his appendages.
But that was the past. Now I'm a rapper.
This ain't rocket science
We form a bad alliance
So shut up, get out
you great fat lout
I'm the big papa
I'm the noise stoppa
listen well to me
and soon you'll see
that I'm bad
the best you eva had
:]
We form a bad alliance
So shut up, get out
you great fat lout
I'm the big papa
I'm the noise stoppa
listen well to me
and soon you'll see
that I'm bad
the best you eva had
:]