S in tha house, homies! Presentin' my own rhymes inspired by the one and only SalomeSensei (don't disrespect the sensei or Im'll be up in your grill faster than Mugen and Jin can get in a fight) and usin' the players of a Mister Watanabe S. who keeps the anachronistic streets of our favorite samurai hiphop-flavored anime locked DOWN.
In the words of Young Joc, if you've got a problem say it to ma face in the form of an r-to-the-e-to-the-view, you know what I'm sayin'?
Holla back, my peeps, and I hope you enjoy this little tribute to one of the most pimpin' minor characters in the series: the Grape Fang (from ep 8)
-S
Oh, they call me Grape Fang
But, boy, don't hang on to the name
'Cause there ain't been one who remembered after losin' at my game
And, boy, I know just what you saw
You weren't lookin' at my jaw
'Cause you don't care what I say
'Less I'm layin' out my pay
But this woman ain't no ho
Not to say that I won't go
'Cause while you're eying up my chest,
Boy, you'll forget to watch the rest
So when the morning rolls around
And I done up and left the town
You can bitch about your wealth
But I'll be drinkin' to your health
.
Now, sisters, listen up
You go ahead and hate my guts
But you'll remember what I've said when some guy's staring at your butt
It don't take a ton of breast
Just a fraction of finesse
I'm not tellin' any lies
When it comes to bagging guys
'Cause what a man don't understand
Is that a woman's master plan
Ain't to get him into bed
But just to get inside his head
You mix some sake and a schmo
And you'll be pickin' up his dough
So, honey, give that ass a shake
And let's just see how much you make
.
So you players all around
When you wake up on the ground
And find out that you're just too slow
To see what's going down
You'll be calling me a bitch
And you'll be right 'cause I've been hitched
Since before you pups were chasing chicks
This vixen's had a clan of kits
And though my baby may be dim
I'm always playin' just for him
So though you fish might try and bite
You'll be back in the sea tonight
See, ladies, it's not always nice
But we can bring home our own ice
And you don't need a samurai
If you can out-drink any guy
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Boy, they call me the Grape Fang
Step on up and play the game
And we'll see if after bottoms up you still can say the name