ten minutes. You ready? [MC Lars:] I guess but... I still got to write some lyrics. [Club promoter:] Alright, just remember it's crunk night. [MC Lars
Call me Ahab, what, monomaniac Obsessed with success unlike Steve Wozniak On the hunt for this mammal that once took my leg With my warn down crew
And people tried to put us down, when iTunes bumped a post-Cold War sound. My generation sat the mecca of malls, Times Square, I'm there, Viacom installs
make the world all right, I go back to 9/11 and cancel all flights In my time machine, you couldn't get with me Because E equals this squared MC My T
space game and it feels all right [MC Lars:] Yo DJ Hal! Bring that beat back [Hal 9000:] I'm sorry Lars, I'm afraid I can't do that [MC Lars:] So
(MC Lars is more punk than you) Go! Books about Evanescence (Are not punk rock!) Guns ?n Roses watches (Are not punk rock!) Hello Kitty iPod cases (
Internet relationships are not real Your heart people steal but identities conceal So here's a tale of warning for girls and boys Laptop computers
Once upon a time, in the city of Los Angeles... "Marty, Marty listen to me. Bring me something the kids will cry for. Get out there, and get us stoked
Irving plaza at a mad bull show Hey yo Ill Bill, will you sign this for me I found it at amoeba its the green cd No doubt kid whats ya name Its MC Lars
Move over Kevin Bacon, 'cause I've got a new game It's called "Six Degrees of Kurt Cobain" The man was an icon of Generation X A sound between Joy