PRAPPA the Blind Fury RAPPA

Holy balls, now Blind Fury's here to say
I throw down the blog in a major way
I'm a cheerleader and this here shit's my pom
And it's easier than gettin' head from Rob's mom

Now I digress to bring you a personal distress
Cuz I bring the knowledge harder than Confucious
No, Shawn, not the tree, that's a Con-if-er
Ask Shabab, he's knows how to break down and decipher

The message that I'm bringing to the web
We gotsta get Dave and Steve and Brad and Ahkmed
I can't wait to bring my pain to these streets
And stop hearin' all about the meat that Rob beats

Cuz I'm a stone cold killer when it comes to blog
Like a lumberjack cuttin' through a night fog
I bring the thunder when the lightning strikes
Max's friends gotta stop talkin' about tax hikes

That soapbox shit is lame and makes me want to cringe
what ever happened to the Gilge I knew on a coke binge?
Seseame Street will never get the axe,
So stop with the spewing of the verbal Ex-Lax

Holy nutz, Blind Fury's all the rage
Goddamn I'm blisterin' like a level six mage
Now it's time to get down to business
We need more people who can bear witness

So invite your friends and family too
Cuz me and Robbie can't possibly have enough to do
Get on this blog, son, get ON it today
That's peace out...and it's all Blind Fury has to say.