The Amateur Rapper at the Comedy Club Lyrics

Yo

My friend showed me a video on the you tube

I was like I could do that

Let us get the homies together

We could throw a big house party

Fill those empty handles up with water

Make it seem like I am balling

I hope the air bed and breakfast takes credit card

And they do not check my credit

And I hope my fans do not think I am fake

Even though this shit is staged

Please do not sue me, please do not sue me

Do not sue me

Please do not sue me, please do not sue me

I do not have time for court

Please do not sue me, please do not sue me

Do not sue me

I do not have time for some court dates

Now I want to take it back to a simpler time

Public enemy taught me how to rhyme

I do not have time for that mumble crap

I just want to walk down the street one day

Look the camera straight in the face

And tell them what I am meant to say

And make them understand

That I am really meant to be the man

Yeah, I am the man, I got a plan that I can not understand

When I free style on this rhyme like I am dropping a dime

Who uses cash any ways these day I have credit points in my bank account

I had to join the army to pay off my credit card

You can catch me in the church

Bless the lord

Praise the lord

I have to give a shout out to the man upstairs

You can not get much higher than that

That is me that is you that is what I do

I try to be so true, how about you

That is me that is you that is what I do

I try to be so true, how about you

Drop the microphone