Soups 21 to 30

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Soup People

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I ain't shit at rapping, I just choose a big gat
Levitating off that loud soup, I sure ain't no rat
And if you don't like it find me on soup street
My lyrics go to a strange place, I might start spitting about feet
Twenty one to thirty, all these soups are birdies
All these soups are birdies
Twenty one to thirty, all these soups are birdies
All these soups are birdies

Doing donuts in my golf cart on the soup green
Best soup golfer in the world, that's my new dream
Feeling faint, I got too much blood in my soup stream
I pull over to take a sip from my soup cantine
I just replaced my left hand with a soup spoon
Now I eat soups like a typhoon
Go gorilla, like baboon
Howler monkey, what it do
Scream and shout when I see soup
Bring it down on the bowl
In my bowels down it go
Starting to feel full but no chance I'm gonna slow
I ain't never left a soup unfinished
Soup on the record I ain't talking bout guinness
So come eat some soup or just go about your business
Gap between soup and man you know that I bridged it
I sound like a beast but I ain't with soup monkeys
Amount that I consume I could be a soup junkie
Drums follow me, I'm always super soup funky
Slurpin down that soup baileys, is anyone else's kinda chunky
I wake up from my soup slumber
Ain't the morning but I got lumber
I'm at a hole on the course
But I don't know which number
Clamber out the sand trap
Empty out my boss hat
Looking for a way out
Need to get on soup track
I shout out to a golfer but I don't think he heard me
I look for my caddy but I just saw him desert me
I see a sign but this shit is so fucking dirty
I wipe the board, it says holes 21 to 30

Driving by your crib yeah I'm shooting at your baby pictures
Pull up on your family or at you I don't know the difference
Way I'm flashing sack makes you think I'm wearing fishnets
Soup balls dangling like baubles on fuckin christmas
I go ham on soup when I down the whole can
So many bands I might buy a house on the strand
You call me too salty but your shit is plain bland
The way you look like poultry, you cluck on demand
Rhinestones dancing, I shine them with turpentine
I can't be hit, moving like I'm serpentine
I see soups and I think it must be murder time
Sinking soups like ships cos its motherfucking mortar time
I can't be seen without my boss hat
Who knows it might be covering a bald patch
When I see a salad I just gotta toss that
Triple digit decibels, I'm louder than a lost bat
Took a shook crook to a nook in braybrook
I hook the chook with a look from a cookbook
Put his foot in soot from a kaput fruhstuck

Twenty one to thirty, twenty one to thirty, twenty one to thirty, twenty one to thirty
Twenty one to thirty, twenty one to thirty, twenty one to thirty, twenty one to thirty

Twenty one to thirty, all these soups are birdies
All these soups are birdies
Twenty one to thirty, all these soups are birdies
All these soups are birdies

I gotta go get it, it's soup armageddon
Jim Barnes getting down, make me feel like a felon

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