Das Racist
Girl Unit Wut Freestyle
[Verse 1: Heems]
I bump Girl Unit or what is this, Ratatat?
H-man, walk over, give Dap a dap
Smack a cracker back, with cataracts to his natural habitat
It's your boy, I eat what I like, Young Apple Jacks
I drop real facts, H-man, Snapple caps
Do what I want
Eat what I want
I talk and rap how I want
I flaunt it, it's brown Chris Farley
I'm burly but surly, surely with a girl named Shirley
I'm living single in the nineties world
Catch me at the bars, H-man, with like ninety girls
Ya feel me? And like a hundred and eighty dudes too
Rubik's Cube, eat mad food

[Verse 2: Kool A.D]
Michael Jackson, a millions dollars, you feel me? Holla
Michael Jackson, a millions dollars, you feel me? Holla
Michael Jackson, a millions dollars, you feel me? Holla
Michael Jackson, a millions dollars, you feel me? Holla

[Verse 3: Dap]
Yo, I'm wearing a shirt?
Nah, I'm wearing pants too
Oh, what happened to your pants boo? I pants'ed your boo
Nah wait, sexual harassment case? Fuck that
I don't even work here man
And I'm not really a delivery man either
I just came here with this uniform on, I bought it, used man
What did you try to kick me out for? Call the cops?
'Cause you not a real man, you a bitch?
You gotta call other people to take care of your problems man?
'Cause you can't take care of them yourself?
What are you, twice my weight?
Five inches taller, are you scared, huh?
What are you fifty?
You fifty dawg? I'm sixteen man, I'm bored
It's take your dad to work day
Is what this is