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ROCK RAP
by DAVID RUSSELL MOSS
Dec.13,1988/1992/1
WELL I'M SITTING IN THE STUDIO,
WONDERING WHAT TO DO.
I'LL TRY ANYTHING JUST TO FIND A GROOVE,
THEN A COUPLE OF GUYS NAME, DAVID AND MIKE,
THE KINGS OF RAP THEIR REALLY OUT OF SIGHT.
AS I BEGGING THESE GUYS FOR HELP THAT I NEED.
TO BRING NEW MEANING OF RAP, PLEASE.
HE, HEY, HEY, THE GANGS ALL HERE,
IT'S TIME TO GET DOWN, SPITTING OUT THE RAP.
SOMEONE SPINNING ON THE GROUND AND EVEN,
IF I TRIED THAT I KNOW I'LL BREAK A BONE.
THE TELE IS A RINGING, MY MOM IS ON THE PHONE.
HEY, MOM WHAT'S UP? DON'T YOU YELL AT ME.
I'M HERE IN CALIFORNIA, JUST A RAPPING CAN'T YOU SEE.
THIS IS WHAT I DO IF I WANT TO MAKE A ZAP.
COME ON BE COOL, JUST A LISTEN TO MY RAP, PLEASE.
WELL, FROM TIME TO TIME, I WOULD TRY TO WRITE.
IF YOU ONLY KNEW HOW I STAY UP ALL NIGHT.
I CAN'T SLEEP STILL AWAKE AT DAWN,
I WON'T GO TO BED, UNTIL I FINISH THIS SONG.
WELL I'M SITTING IN THE STUDIO,
WONDERING WHAT TO DO.
I'LL TRY ANYTHING JUST TO FIND A GROOVE,
THEN A COUPLE OF GUYS NAME, DAVID AND MIKE,
THE KINGS OF RAP THEIR REALLY OUT OF SIGHT.