3 Minute Miracle - Potluck

Haha yes!

I got another one

If you new to the movement you need to listen up

If you know what’s going on, welcome back

Last time it was 2 minutes, this time it’s a 3 minute miracle

Whack MCs need to get the fuck out the way!

One take, one track, still lettin' y’all know white boys can rap.

I made the beat and now I’m gonna rap it’s easy

Gonna be 3 minutes long, please believe me

It’s the one that they’re gonna play, every single day

And it’s gonna kill every MC in the way

One little, two little, three gettin' smashed

Better get another blunt, sprinkle on the hash

Burn that mother fucker, then I’ll smoke it till it’s ash

And yeah, I heard your CD, but I threw it in the trash

Oh don’t take it wrong

I’m just talkin' shit, doin' it’s my job

Potluck, it’s the clique till I’m dead and gone

And I’m never gonna switch, I’m not Lebron

Underrated, oh goodness gracious

Doin' shows all across the nation

I am the greatest so quit the hatin'

I’m a cool white dude like The Situation

I go hard, fuck a sad song

Can’t dance but I rap my ass off

Saggin' my pants I be scarin' mad dog

And I’m losin' all my hair like I’m Terry Bradshaw

But I’m the best in the biz

She’s getting' on her knees while I’m trippin' off this

Smoke a lot of weed, then I’m hitting up the fridge

And don’t act dumb, bitch you know who this is

It’s Underrated on the mic, don’t ignore me

Listen up quick, lemme' tell you a story

I rap so fresh, you spit it corny

Fuck Kim and Khloe, just gimme Kourtney

Then I hit a doggy

I’m the best on the earth, so I’m getting cocky

Cause if you’re not first you’re last ricky bobby

I don’t give a fuck and I’ll do what I want

And If you think you stoppin' me you getting rocked

These haters’ll talk, and I’m still on the top

And a (looning?) at best I’m like biggie and pac

It’s my movie I’m makin' the rules

So I’m playin' like Kobe and shakin' these fools

I’m still on the grind and I’m payin' my dues

Better back the fuck up or you will get abused

Everybody wanna do it

But you gotta push it to the limit if you wanna make the best music

That’s the reason why I’m tryin' everyday

I’m takin' over the rhythm, these mother fuckers can’t do this

I’m the man on the mic, no doubt, and fuck an antnarc they don’t like this sound

We doin' it for the fans, never dumbin' it down

We ain’t givin' a fuck, we the rebels in the underground

(One Ton (Damn man, you rap too fast)

No bro, you hear too slow

Everybody always wanna tell me what to do, and tell me where to go like E-40

Man I’m done, I’m sick of this shit I’m a do it my way, I don’t care what you

think

I’m a take a bong hit, I’m a' have another drink, I’m a' do what I want,

I’m the Humboldt County king.

Yeah, I’m reppin' a small town, hit another blunt, never gettin' knocked down

Get the pro-tools, and I’m makin' it drop out, make another beat for the kids

to rock out

Yay!

Everybody blaze!

I roll up to the front of the stage when we play

Ain’t' nobody ever gonna top it, and I rock it, get a profit, everybody better

(get out the way!)

Gotta make it to the end and I’m a' take it to the head, we talkin' daily till

we (ten?)

I got a lady in the bed, and if she wanna give me head

Then I’m a let her do her thing, all the girls wanna cling to my ding-ding

What?

other mother fucker do you know nigga flippin' and rippin' I’m takin'

over at the show

(While the rhythm on the microphone is out of control, you try to tell me what

to do but I ain’t' never gonna' fold)

Don’t trip that was just an effect

I’m still rappin' live on the microphone check

I swear that I’m never gonna cheat, that’s weak

One take, one track, I could do it in my sleep

And I never been a quitter tryin' to make it to the place where the kid feels

richer

I like three-six, but I don’t sip sizzurps, don’t wear baggy pants,

cause I’m not a hipster

I’m the baddest at this, rappin' to me is like batting practice

I’m a rapper looking like Bud Bundy, you might think it’s funny,

but the females love me

They wanna hug me, and give me kisses, my chicks bad like Ludacris’s

I am the man and I’m here to stay (Get out the way!)

Nobodies tellin' me what I can be

And if I wanna rap, and I like to smoke weed

Then just leave me alone, you ain’t' telling' me shit

I’m the best when I’m doin' it, soon to be rich

And if you think you stoppin' me you got it wrong

And we’ll take you to war, like we in Vietnam

Cause it’s day after day, I be fillin' the bong, in the studio makin' your

favorite song!

Now I’m out of breath, but I’m still goin' on, only 8 bars left

Never gonna quit, made a promise to myself, hip-hop saved my life forreal

So if you wanna battle then you better be ready to go, I’m flowin' a show,

and I went better than ever before

I’m never gonna lose it, it cause I do it for the music, so if you really wanna

do it, mothafucker you stupid

Bitch!

Get out the way!

once Underrated, now they all saying my name

I’ll be doin' it, tell em ring number one in the game

And every time you hear me flowin' it be nothing but flame

All the pretty girls say «I'm impressed», cause Josh on the mic is a pimp I

guess

I been doin' this a minute, yeah I must confess, when it comes to fast rappin'

I’m the motha' fuckin' best

And it’s done.

(Bitch!)

Ahhh!

And it’s my birthday!

Done.