The Mad Conductor - All Things Considered lyrics

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Hey yo many fish bite if ya got the good bait

So heres a little tip that I would like to relate

You keep a sharp ass hook in your tackle box

And never rock your low tops when you got your ankle socks

Cuz they'll get your achilles

And try to crack your back like the catcher of the 93 phillies

You wanna cop a feel and you a mackerole

Prepare to join the crabby caserole

My man you keep your cool like johnny mackenroe

And show your lack of skill when you protest umpires

Spill your glass of milk and lose your otis spunkmeyers

Like I lost my marbles down the funnel

My syndromes that of carpal in the tunnel

So pardon if I mumble when I'm speakin sign language

To parka rockin eskimos coolin up in anchorage

I'm the type of emcee who bows when he ends a rap

I keep it cool like teddy pendergrass

So anyone you ask'll tell ya the facts you need to know

And how your picture frames like the axle of the globe

If your playin pinball with the wizard

I'm known to spin off like jefferson starship

And grace slick em

Zapped by the fabric with the static

You gotta keep your raps under the table so no tablecloth can tax it

Watch out for these fallin moon rocks

And hillbilly emcees crawlin out the boondocks

Keep it irie when your spinnin natty dread

Cuz managers are slimy like the cincinnati reds

They'll impress you with the briefcase

Trick ya into signin up for sweepstakes and straight up

Stick you for your cheesesteaks for petes sake

Please take heed when crossing busy streets

If ya only got 13 rhymes per 50 beats

My man you'll be all the way eaten

Your careers shorter than the holiday season

That's not including halloween

So call me on march 17th and maybe then we'll call it even

A shack produced a song, a song produced a mansion

Commercial rap I hate it with a passion

The globe is not golden in fact it's barely bronze

Ask the bag I'm holdin for my man barry bonds

Augmented MCs encourage me to keep it au natural and never undergo surgery

My thoughts move like the freeway fast as hell

I'm laced up like a bk diamond cell

It ain't no challenge, respect the distance

My nail gun will put your hammer outta business

You can't confuse yoplait and play dough

I show no resemblance to jose canseco

I got to protect my earth man

The foot clan seek to kick the coping off my vert ramp

Stick em with the 7 ply splinter

Shred their emcees and I'll eat em for dinner

For lunch I got the boardwalk fries

Your posses like the middle east - unorganized

I sampled you pastry and I must say your bakerys unadvanced like haitis space agency

Make a note to tell your mouth keep quiet

Stay away from bread like a south beach diet

Obesity's a sickness but I still know the skinny

Iller music heals ask MC Kinney