hey that's me

it's off the hook home slice

like a lucky fish. all i wish is that you taste this like a swedish dish. it's the l a r s

h o double-r i s

and i represent cv

and yes i must confess: i'm back 2003 and the snare drum pumps. back up

kris kross

it's my turn to jump. see i'm a libra and i'm balanced

rocking it like ritchie valens

and i'm up to this fresh session

yes i'm up to this fresh challenge. and i'm thinking

and i'm writing

and i'm rapping

and i'm fighting

all the layers of green apathy clogging up the zone. because i'll analyze your world

i'll analyze your head. i'll re-adjust your paradigm with this microphone. i was chilling in my '88 south on 101

with the woofer in the back bumping p.e. number one. free-styling in a genre i didn't create

props to melle mel

chuck d

and all eight

hundred thousand mcs on whose shoulders i stand. i'm just a white kid with a plastic jammie in his hand!

see this mc here spends his life feeling fine

but doesn't often get off in a straight line. fine

time will tell where he's headed. it's up to chance

like gretel's path is breaded. your criticism? i'm above it! your bs? let's rubber glove it!

take your heroin and shove it! life - you've got to love it. so get this

steal this

deal this

peel this away

i made this song out of my brain neurons and clay. it helped my brain chill for a week and a day

until one day it stopped working like the city of pompeii. but it's okay

hey

because i roll it home. knick knack paddy whack

my sonic range his grown. profound like antoine de saint exuperey

when i rock the chorus of this song i say;

lars horris

hey that's me!

part swedish

part australian

full fun boy g. lars horris

hey that's me!

i scored 1430 on my sat's. lars horris

hey that's me!

i'll rock the coho like 1-2-3. lars horris

hey that's me!

i drop english and math and biology. i piss catholics off with my comic in the daily. why's it called '27th street'?" man