released February 25, 2011
- Track Name: Dope Wrappin
Ladies and gentlemen... well done, on coming out!
you lucked out tonight! check me the fuck out!
(uh) I'm a rapper, if you didn't notice...
for those new to this concept, it means... I'm the BEST!!!
I'm The Bomb, Fresh, Fly, Sick, Ill and the Dopest!
if you think though, bigger than most, So the Dip-o-lo-dopest!!!
This Is Real Hip HOP! do you think you can cope?
witnessing Dope Lyrics?.. spitten with an intricate flow?
The next few lines gonna be about... Me Rappin!!!
then we'll drop a hook... come back and see what happens...
... Fuck a hook
Yo Kid... I spit FIRE, inSPIRE, kid TRY a fly KICK,
hit BY a BRICK, DIE, I like to KNIT and WRITE BITCH!!
the names Bladel! I'm basically Awesome at (w)RAPPIN!
believe, shoulda seen the chrissy tree last december,
When I'm not bored at the back, havin a talk or nap,
you all crack me up, or thats when im not,
as appalled as a Kazakhstani cos your wack arse be,
mis-reppin the culture, more than Borat,
your just mistaken... its easy to tell...
mistake Rappin on Stage... for Emceeing with Skill,
Multis for Flow, being Hard for Keepin it Real,
You want a Party? put Me on the Bill!
- Track Name: Hippo Monkey MC
If your a Fan of the Crooked Jaw, War Stance, Lookin Staunch!
Raps sound like, Out Back at a Butchers Store...
King, not a Rook or Pawn, Fat Rings, Hoody, Jordans...
...sorry not the man that your looking for.
I Understand what Hip Hop, was put here for,
to correct an inbalance, I'm like the mega storm,
day after tommorow, gettin hella warm,
Master of dark Ceremonies, when i perform,
Door charge? [your] car keys, first and second born,
make a circle, fart tweece, release the leprechauns,
animal sacrifice, shout a request to Thor,
grab his hammer, smite the bouncer just to let you all,
In here, fuck the year you were born in were all,
in this together poor, rich, sit let us talk,
hand me down wars, distort the pecking order,
humans losing our way, over petty borders...
I'm Big Dope and Funky, The Hippo Monkey, MC
kickin flows, comfy up my bent tree...
kids don't know "Three Quotes" of Run
D M C P E P M D B D P A C M B I G O D B O D E A R O My O Me.
It's Time to show these cats some, Real Rap Shit...
come on Step, my adidas are steel capped kid,
one time for your mind, i'm a peel back your wig,
ditch the lipstick, reveal that PIG...
- Track Name: Block Party?
Time once had it, Block Party meant.... Block Partying...
DJs in the street, Uprock sparring, Ya
Rock to Heartbeat & Soul, Can't be controlled,
Roll in the Park, tap a Telegraph Pole!
Herc began the search, for the "Perfect Beat"
whole world span at exactly 33
& a 3rd degree, first Bboys born...
spinin with friction to burn ya feet,
Emcees, spit the word of the street,
sure peeps are poor but, this type of style dirt cheap,
in fact, speech is free, so on the corner,
at least the food for thoughts, all you can eat,
Talk to the Beatbox, Break to the Boombox,
Save for Reeboks, Paint the Boondocks,
Aussie kid, learn how Great the Movement was,
Fuck Phrase son... "KRS ONE",
Fuck ya little rhyme scheme, we raise the Roof Off,
"Knowledge Reigns Supreme, Over Nearly Everyone"