Yo I Got PAID Wit'this One!

Yeah. Yo I was mowin' my grass, right, when some big-ass janks ride up and say they want me to write a damn joint for their cause. So I said, what cause is that, and they said, the Greater Detroit Arm Wrestling/Midget Tossing Guild. So yeah, I ain't wanna get my butt kicked, right, so I said yeah. Anyways, so I wrote up this joint, and they liked it, and made it like, their national anthem or whatever. I ain't really get any money from it, but they did give me some free arm wrestling lessons, so that's a'ight.

Arm Wrestling (It's Where the Mall Is)
by MC Shaggity-Shag

Yo' hit the locker room witchya hair like from the Romper Room
Criss-crossin' da fat-ass rhythms like ya my man Doctor Doom. 
Talkin' all da rhymes like ya nose is on fire
With the lames and all the names and ya grandma is retired.
Get up, get up, quit spittin' in the wind
Cuz ya button-fly is down and ya parafin is thin.
With the heat up ya ass and ya blowin' down the house
Cut the cheese, Aunt Louise, cuz ya ate some saurkraut.

(refrain)
Arm Wrestlin', (It's where the mall is), 
Ahh strain ya peas!
Arm Wrestlin', (It's where the mall is), 
Cuz ya dog gots fleas!

Eat ya ravioli like ya goin' outta style
Cuz ya suspenders don't suspend and ya stranded on the isle.
Step up to the mic like a veggie fulla jello
Withya feet on the wicket and ya teeth all gross and yellow.
Climbin' up the walls with the jam in ya back pocket
Ya got a fam'ly reunion and ya know I'm gonna rock it
Cuz like a portfolio I got pockets in my sleeve
My rhymes knock ya off a horse like they did to Christopher Reeve.

(refrain 2)
Arm Wrestlin', (It's Where the Mall Is),
Ya mama a troll!
Arm Wrestlin' (It's where the mall is),
Go eat a dinner roll!

Put up ya dukes and try to roll with the punches
Withya butterfly suit and ya Thighmaster crunches
And ya scream my name and wish I'd stop short
Cuz my voice a Rolls Royce and ya a damn Escort.
So take my word and quit eatin' that yarn,
And start milkin' them chickens like my brothas on the farm.
And before I forget there's a thing I wanna say,
Arm Wrestlin's real cool, so go and try it today.

(repeat refrains till someone caps ya knees)

A'ight, that's it. Peace out!

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