05Mar2009

8,935,200 Minutes on Earth

Yeah, that's right. 17. So far, ranking right up there birthday wise. I made a t-shirt to wear, that had a peace sign, Lennon lyrics, Jack-Attack, and the number 17. It was pretty kicking.

But now, for the main event. Being my birthday, I thought I'd put something super awesome on here. So now, here's an excerpt from the great, amazing song,


CUMMINGS GENTLEMAN.

My CRUNK TRUCK!
Got some bird crap on it!
Rollin on some tires, don't you know I'm gonna flaunt it!
Music blastin' too loud for ya now?
Oh, snap! The driver say, "KA-CHOW!"

Now that I got your attention, just let me mention
that I'm sippin pretty, on some Soda Pop,
and I got plenty of bottles and cans just to give to my friends,
and now they all be callin' me the Cummings Gentleman.

WHAT?

Papa C, what you got cookin' up in that kitchen,
Cookin' fried chicken?
You know I love that dead bird,
Everything you cook is absurd.
For a young man like me.
Gotta cook it up mean, cook up the beans.
Mama done like it wit' some bread and ketchup,
now you got a meal fit for kings.

Got me some grub and I got to go out to the Benefit show.
Skanking, rockin' in the Beeson.
Jumpin up and down to the sound of the beats, son.
Look at that kid wit' da messed up grooves.
Gotta break down and show him the moves.
He ain't got what I got,
let's make it happen in the rawk spot!


That's it.
If you want to hear a much better version, check
Kountry Gentleman - Family Force 5

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