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Here's something new
Never done this for you
or me it's all about a rap
Though I'd just as soon take a nap

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I'll wake you up when I'm said and done
Might just as well point a gun
at me no that's not right
Can't force me to do this without a fight

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Now we're almost at the last verse
Made it through without a curse
being made upon little old me
For rapping like a homie don't you see

that Thump-bubba-thump bubba-thump-ad-bump
Is just the thing for Drake, Kanye or the Bieb
But I'm no fan it's certainly not for me
I'm not greedy, needy or rapacious
This rapping thing's hellacious.

Those smarty-pants folks over at Studio30+ came up with rapacious/greedy as the prompt this week. I don't know why but I went in a whole different direction this time and I think you get a sense of how I feel about rap. But who knew I could write it. Maybe there's a whole new career direction for me. Thump-Bubba-Thump my homies!


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