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  • Stop and listen
    I'll rock with it with no competition on this... shh
    You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter then it
    A whack rapper is what
    Hopsin isn't
    I kick it
    To ya if you got a minute you'd bobbin ya head like a walking pigeon
    Play my position
    I kinda dip it when
    I always kick it
    I got lots of this,
    I vibe to this like
    I rock a fee-gee
    Me and amount of people that's feeling me is a hot percentage
    They know
    I'm tight but
    I be conceited if
    I admit it
    I'm a climb the game till
    I'm on the top of it
    And don't be chicken if u call me out if u got a problem with it
    On some silent *************t just get it stuck it's some violent *************t
    And feelings will be hurt so your better of if you mind your business
    Don't get it started, with that brother
    Marcus that kid retarded
    Hes gonna evolve us, some rock-es to prove that *************t is garbage
    You'll be the illest artist realist in this rap
    All you fools out there wanna get him on your track [Chorus:]
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
    You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
    Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama
    I'm a prove that
    I'm the man in the kitchen mama
    I use to push weight on the block
    A fat chick and she was barely able to walk
    She was good for one thing and that was taking the rock
    She told me she was pregnant and
    I pray to the god
    That she wasn't, cause all that mess was making me hot
    I'm happy that she ain't the one to have a baby with hop
    Shes so obese
    I take her out and make her stay in the car
    Her body odor always smelling like some bacon and farts
    I tell her ha don't eat pork she takes it straight to the heart
    Ready to make a song, she needa make a fat with it (ehhhhh)
    The farm, that's where she belong, better leave me alone, calling me and asking where
    I'm at Like she needs to know
    A what a surprise, she thinking
    I'm the lover of her life, becoming my wife
    Listen to me take some advice, you wanna look nice, trust me
    I'm right
    Go the Mother******* gym and loose the gut and your fine [Chorus:]
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
    You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
    Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama
    I'm a prove that
    I'm the man in the kitchen mama
    I'm Marcus and yes
    I am stupid
    Thought I was a smart kid guess again stupid,
    I'm a special ed student
    Give me a couple of bars and let the man prove it cause they ever dance to it
    I never knew it, but the rest of my class knew it
    They must of thought id never remember to pass to it
    Forget school man
    I never could pass threw it
    I never be the student ahead of the class who gets an
    A in his report card
    A nice kid whose so smart
    Seem like they threw me in special ed it got more hard
    Every year the cycle repeats over again
    My friends graduated and
    I'm way older then them
    Then they come to me nice mugging me
    Making fun of me
    What a resignedly of mother******* u thinking what they
    Uhh Tell me they lucky
    I don't suddenly go off and cause another
    Dem Like a freaking cycle then what's it gonna be [Chorus:]
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
    You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
    Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama
    I'm a prove that
    I'm the man in the kitchen mama
  • Stop and listen
    I'll rock with it with no competition on this... shh
    You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter then it
    A whack rapper is what
    Hopsin isn't
    I kick it
    To ya if you got a minute you'd bobbin ya head like a walking pigeon
    Play my position
    I kinda dip it when
    I always kick it
    I got lots of this,
    I vibe to this like
    I rock a fee-gee
    Me and amount of people that's feeling me is a hot percentage
    They know
    I'm tight but
    I be conceited if
    I admit it
    I'm a climb the game till
    I'm on the top of it
    And don't be chicken if u call me out if u got a problem with it
    On some silent *************t just get it stuck it's some violent *************t
    And feelings will be hurt so your better of if you mind your business
    Don't get it started, with that brother
    Marcus that kid retarded
    Hes gonna evolve us, some rock-es to prove that *************t is garbage
    You'll be the illest artist realist in this rap
    All you fools out there wanna get him on your track [Chorus:]
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
    You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
    Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama
    I'm a prove that
    I'm the man in the kitchen mama
    I use to push weight on the block
    A fat chick and she was barely able to walk
    She was good for one thing and that was taking the rock
    She told me she was pregnant and
    I pray to the god
    That she wasn't, cause all that mess was making me hot
    I'm happy that she ain't the one to have a baby with hop
    Shes so obese
    I take her out and make her stay in the car
    Her body odor always smelling like some bacon and farts
    I tell her ha don't eat pork she takes it straight to the heart
    Ready to make a song, she needa make a fat with it (ehhhhh)
    The farm, that's where she belong, better leave me alone, calling me and asking where
    I'm at Like she needs to know
    A what a surprise, she thinking
    I'm the lover of her life, becoming my wife
    Listen to me take some advice, you wanna look nice, trust me
    I'm right
    Go the Mother******* gym and loose the gut and your fine [Chorus:]
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
    You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
    Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama
    I'm a prove that
    I'm the man in the kitchen mama
    I'm Marcus and yes
    I am stupid
    Thought I was a smart kid guess again stupid,
    I'm a special ed student
    Give me a couple of bars and let the man prove it cause they ever dance to it
    I never knew it, but the rest of my class knew it
    They must of thought id never remember to pass to it
    Forget school man
    I never could pass threw it
    I never be the student ahead of the class who gets an
    A in his report card
    A nice kid whose so smart
    Seem like they threw me in special ed it got more hard
    Every year the cycle repeats over again
    My friends graduated and
    I'm way older then them
    Then they come to me nice mugging me
    Making fun of me
    What a resignedly of mother******* u thinking what they
    Uhh Tell me they lucky
    I don't suddenly go off and cause another
    Dem Like a freaking cycle then what's it gonna be [Chorus:]
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
    I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
    So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
    I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
    You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
    Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama
    I'm a prove that
    I'm the man in the kitchen mama