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2) Mild Canyon
This is Knuckles, I'm back!
I've been gone for awhile!
But now I'm back to find some salsa at Mild Canyon,
I shall find all the lost chips from the Doritos bag,
I'm gonna get real fat,
They wanna play with my salsa?
Their playing with the wrong kind!
If I don't know, that's what I'm representin,
Never seen a chip bag this hard to open,
Mild Canyon, yeah,
I gotta chase a lil bat, huh,
Yeah Rouge, she's snotty and blue,
A double-crossed salsa theif, that's out for my food,
I'm felling her in a chip and salsa way,
That's why I eat em, like every single day,
I gotta protect my plate, I do it for my way, oh, oh,
Ain't no Rouge gonna come here and eat off my plate, no!
Yo what happened, my food is gone!
Someone coild've gotten the plate quick, my salsa's gone,
Who could've did this? Sexy chic, c'mon!
Well I gotta girl, I will getup with you too,
Twist your arms, come here you lil salsa theif!
Think you're gonna fly and eat the patter quick, uh uh,
Give up the salsa or die, with the chips too!
4) I Wanna Spit High
When all alone in a field,
I just go about whishin,
wanna be gross, I really wanna set a record, ah,
When all alone in my plane,
I just go about yearning,
Wanna spit good, I also, wanna spit on Eggman!
But that's not somethin,
I could do so easily,
Not simply my spit,
My own way,
Gotta spit a hole in the sky!
I wanna spit high!
So my spit can reach the highest, of all the heavens!
Other spitballs will be waiting for me,
so I, have gotta spit, higher!
Thank you! Next chapter: "My Sour Career", and "Narrow Escape".
2) Mild Canyon
This is Knuckles, I'm back!
I've been gone for awhile!
But now I'm back to find some salsa at Mild Canyon,
I shall find all the lost chips from the Doritos bag,
I'm gonna get real fat,
They wanna play with my salsa?
Their playing with the wrong kind!
If I don't know, that's what I'm representin,
Never seen a chip bag this hard to open,
Mild Canyon, yeah,
I gotta chase a lil bat, huh,
Yeah Rouge, she's snotty and blue,
A double-crossed salsa theif, that's out for my food,
I'm felling her in a chip and salsa way,
That's why I eat em, like every single day,
I gotta protect my plate, I do it for my way, oh, oh,
Ain't no Rouge gonna come here and eat off my plate, no!
Yo what happened, my food is gone!
Someone coild've gotten the plate quick, my salsa's gone,
Who could've did this? Sexy chic, c'mon!
Well I gotta girl, I will getup with you too,
Twist your arms, come here you lil salsa theif!
Think you're gonna fly and eat the patter quick, uh uh,
Give up the salsa or die, with the chips too!
4) I Wanna Spit High
When all alone in a field,
I just go about whishin,
wanna be gross, I really wanna set a record, ah,
When all alone in my plane,
I just go about yearning,
Wanna spit good, I also, wanna spit on Eggman!
But that's not somethin,
I could do so easily,
Not simply my spit,
My own way,
Gotta spit a hole in the sky!
I wanna spit high!
So my spit can reach the highest, of all the heavens!
Other spitballs will be waiting for me,
so I, have gotta spit, higher!
Thank you! Next chapter: "My Sour Career", and "Narrow Escape".