So anyways, here it is. Check it out, y'all, it's the Carrot-Bird. Ahhh Yeeah.
by MC Shaggity-Shag.
Girl, I kick it freestyle, Dancin' and singin' old-style, Kickin' the wicketty-wicketty-wicketty World all the while. Bustin' out the cold jams Shaggity-Shag is who I am Gonna rag it on ya flippity-flippity Flavor like a battering ram. (refrain 1) Carrot-Bird, (it's where the mall is,) C'mon check it out, Carrot-Bird, (it's where the mall is,) Give the pimp a shout! I'm in with the weather Livitty-livin' in the sweater If Stevie Wonder had a diggity-diggity Daughter y'know I'd get 'er. Time ta bust a jack move Gonna kick it in the fank groove. From time to time I write my rhymes With made-up words like 'thigatuskaroove.' (refrain 2) Carrot-Bird, (it's where the mall is,) Ya buddy, rock the mic! Carrot-Bird, (it's where the mall is,) Ya gonna go on strike! Yo, I'm universal Like the metric system, Sorting through all the girlies yo Who claim that I kissed them. Grittin' my teeth On the panty-raid jam-ride, Yo, the Carrot-Bird's a damn cool Thing on the inside. (repeat refrain 1 and refrain 2, ad nauseam)
All that spice and no rack to put it on. Peace out, y'all.