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Meat Beater - The MC Type (Ft. Grieves)
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Meat Beater - The MC Type (Ft. Grieves)
Clocking out the night-shift, hopping on the 5-bus home
Trickle city dripping down on me, i mind my own
For the most part, normally i ride with ease
But there's a situation brewing in the far backseat
I should have seen it, nippling on my nerves like a rattlesnake
Standing in the aisle screaming: I JUST WANNA MASTURBATE!
Shit, why's it gotta be like this? Why's it my luck to turn around and see this shit?
Public transit now feels like a rape-van
Stuck in a two dollar circus with a naked man
I pull the cord-driver i just wanna get out
And no need for alarm, but this dude has got his dick out
And he's about to flip out, can't you hear him screaming?
Open up the doors, before we all gets hit with semen!
This is not my evening, and i ain't playing games
So hit the fucking brakes before i punch him in the face!

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I should have bought a car, i could have rode a bike
I would have fucking walked if i knew what it was like
Now i'm gonna have to fight this motherfucker, kick him in the pearls
And plus he keeps calling me a girl
I thought he was a girl! i thought he was a dyke!
I wouldn't try to fuck if i knew he was a guy!
Now he's tryna fight me, but he'll back off
Cause even if he strikes me, I'll still jack off!
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