Song: Hidden Track

Artist: Relient K
Album: Two Lefts…

Pepperoni!

And it was all just a dream…

Ho!

I’m the confused necklace I keep getting restless,
Eating twenty pounds of ‘psgetti for breakfast,
Still showing up on your ten best dressed list,
I told you my name is MC Defenseless.

Duct tape wrapped around my feet,
Held hostage before the big track meet,
Fourteen feet from 18th Street,
I know for a fact that you think I’m neat.

Yo’, You stick around like a fly on the wall,
With surround sound you found you hear it all,
When it all comes through I heard you say sup’ dude

(I wonder what ever gave him that excuse)

And all the king’s horses and all the king’s men,
Took all the king’s credit and they started to spend,
And all on the wife, it’s such a tragedy man.

(you’re living with your auntie and your uncle in Bel-Air)

Ladies and gentleman, the worst freestyle rapper ever!

Um, uh, uh, give me a second. Uh, shoot. Uh, alright here we go.

If apples are green, and carrots are orange, and then we go and then you go… wait…
what rhymes with orange? Ah geez I really am bad. Um, just give.. gimme a second…

Nah man, you’re done.

Who’s that wearin’ those silly shoes?
We are wearin’ those silly shoes!

Well I really hate those silly shoes.
Well we really like our silly shoes!

Please stop wearin’ those silly shoes!
We won’t stop wearin’ our silly shoes!
(They’re just shoes, man!)

Well I’ve learned to respect your silly shoes.
And respect for you is somethin’ we won’t lose!

Can I try on a pair of your silly shoes?
Man, quit talkin’ about those silly shoes.

You say I’m boring, but I say hardly
(We’re gonna have a pizza party!)

And it was all just a dream…

…Forever

…Snakes