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Who Are You?
Su-per Dude
Pimp Tea verse 1:
I really love each part of life: big, small or fat,
As long as I can keep my mind knowing that I'm a cat.
<cat meow>
Whatever anybody says that's contrary to that
I'll take 'em down to the ball diamond and hit 'em with a rubber bat. <crowd cheer>
Pimp Tea chorus 1x:
All my friends think I'm the man I'm always cool and loose
All my friends think I'm the man that's why I'm super dude
All my friends think I'm the man I'm always cool and loose
All my friends think I'm the man that's why I'm super dude
Super dude (3X)
What did you say your name was?
Super dude (3X)
Only one man
Super dude (2X)
What
Super dude
C'mon and break it down now
Pimp Tea verse 2:
I'm better than all the rest (3x)
It's Craziness
Cause life is just one great big party
Don't waste time enjoy your body
Have fun and dance with somebody
Come on everybody party
Pimp Tea chorus
All my friends think I'm the man I'm always cool and loose
All my friends think I'm the man that's why I'm super dude
All my friends think I'm the man I'm always cool and loose
All my friends think I'm the man that's why I'm super dude
Super dude (3X)
C'mon and break it down now
Super dude
Only one man could destroy a Caribbean Island
Super dude
Only one man could drive a car with an ejection seat
Only one man can turn off an atomic bomb
come on man this is weak
oh yeah, how's this...
Pimp Tea verse 3:
Bounce, bounce come on bounce
What were you to do if I were to give you an ounce
Bounce, bounce come on bounce
What were you to do if I were to give you an ounce
Bounce, bounce come on bounce
What were you to do if I were to give you an ounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce come on bounce
What were you to do if I were to give you an ounce
Bounce, <c'mon> bounce, <c'mon> bounce, bounce, bounce
What were you to do if I were to give you an ounce
Bounce, <c'mon> bounce, <c'mon> bounce, bounce, bounce
What were you to do if I were to give you an ounce
C'mon bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, c'mon, c'mon bounce
Pimp Tea chorus
All my friends think I'm the man I'm always cool and loose
All my friends think I'm the man that's why I'm super dude
What!
All my friends think I'm the man I'm always cool and loose
All my friends think I'm the man
C'mon and break it down now
Super dude
Super dude
Super dude
Shake your money maker
Just shake your money maker
If you're super dude
You're super dude
Pimp Tea chorus
All my friends think I'm the man I'm always cool and loose
All my friends think I'm the man that's why I'm super dude
All my friends think I'm the man I'm always cool and loose
All my friends think I'm the man that's why I'm super dude
Super dude (3X)
What did you say your name was?
Super dude (3X)
Only one man
Super dude (3X)
What did you say your name was?
Super dude (3X)
Only one man
Super dude (3X)
What did you say your name was?
Super dude
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3. |
Shake Ya Caboose
03:28
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Pimp Tea chorus 4x:
Shake ya caboose
Shake ya caboose
Get juiced, get goosed, let loose,
And just shake ya caboose
Pimp Tea verse 1:
Hey ladies... I ain't got no Mercedes
But feel free to watch me shake my babies
Wiggle and squirm, Making y'all learn
Each one in turn, how to do the booty shake
This ain't no drill, cause this just ain't fake
This here's the real, just ain't no debate
Over who's delicious, the bootylicious,
The non-fictious, the mister it's a pleasure misses.
And for all the french ladies
Who don't wanna make babies
Voulez-vouz dancez avec moi
En dehors, tout le soir
It started in May
At my birthday parteh,
Are they really taking a chance to watch me dance.
Shake it around making y'all giggle as I wiggle around in my pants
Even making the guys take a second glace.
Pimp Tea chorus 4x:
Pimp Tea verse 2:
Always free,
To move your body like me.
And at a party,
Bass in my arter-rery.
Graspin' the liter-rery,
Form of vocabulary.
Spoken by the beat,
And risin' the heat.
Like a ford I got focus
Bringing destruction like a locust
Add DES to Troy
Then you can guess my ploy.
The way you looked at me,
Made me feel so sexy.
I was out on the dance floor shaking my big caboose
All up in your face like you done hit a moose
wit my caboose.. yeah... wit my caboose..
If you gots a big caboose, then shake it, shake it
If you wants to let loose, then shake it, shake it
If you gots a big caboose, then shake it, shake it
If you wants to let loose, then shake it, shake it
Your beauty is more pronounced than crystal blue skies
Even more compelling are your crisp captivating eyes
But what drew you to me, was that my booty almost made your whole boat capsize
<what the hull?>
Pimp Tea chorus 4x:
Pimp Tea verse 3:
I'd rather take a train than a bus or a plane
Those who think I'm lame, I proclaim: "you're insane!"
Smooth and slick, with a steady stream of steam
Slow than quick, with a gleam of supreme esteem
A train makes for a rather comfortable ride
Picturesque, that's the best, and fewer plants will die
In the caboose, is where I tend NOT to ride
I prefer to sit outside and watch it go by
So next time you find yourself on a train,
Just mozzy on down to the little red caboose at the end
And start a new trend of...
Pimp Tea chorus 4x:
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Pimp Tea verse 1:
Well I'm P. T. aka Pimp Tea
Reppin' Fredericton City outta UNB
And I got connects throughout the NS
Don't you know you wanna get with me, me, me
Well I'm droping a verse with Mickey D
Got Bonshah as the vet emcee
And I feel blessed not to feel stressed
Gotta get me some that O.P.P
Now for a refresher, I'm P. T.
Ain't no one fresher throughout your whole city
Imma relieve the pressure when I get a pretty kitty
Your whole crew's an itty bitty ishy committee
I like 'em young fresh and lean
I get 'em hung, fleshed and clean
I Get 'em undressed, like fine cuisine
Chicken breasts is what I mean
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
It's the woo-hoo, the I, the T, the T, the Y, the T
The t... woo... the t
The main man in your city
Mickey D verse 1:
Now Pimp Tea done put me on this song
So I'm comin' on strong, to the bomb, it's on, just like Saddam
We be the dopest in Freddy
We rip the track to confetti
We keep our flows always steady
So man I hope that you ready
For Mickey D and P. T.
We in the club more than fifty
And even though I'm from Digby
I'm rockin' Fredericton city
And aww naw...
Mickey D done came back to rip the track
Best believe DTC got my back
They my crew, cuz you know they been there through it all
Ain't no problem to big or too small
They be always down to brawl
But for now I'm concentratin' on booties that be shakin'
Baby girl don't keep me waitin' cuz Mickey D ain't got no patience for faking
You mistaken if you thinking playing games is my style
So baby put the drink down and roll with the golden child
UNB ain't never seen a thug like this
Mickey D and Pimp Tea - how we gonna miss?
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
Bonshah verse 1:
Holy moly, G got the juggly
Bouncy bounce, while I represent lovely
All pimped out and my gear catch attention
Roll wit the stone, my bow is satisfaction
Matter fact, cause the heart attack
In the city where sharks stab you in the back
Goldie Mack, told ya I'd be back
In the city, to flex with the P to the T.
Calculated, game is understated,
But still can't refute that the kid done made it
And you can hate it, the game, not the player,
We ain't related I'm catchin' y'all later.
It's nothing but h--, and flows and clothes
And shows and the jam all between them toes
So here's how the story goes
One bad motha ... with the Gs and the glory pose.
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
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Andrew Cotter chorus 2x:
And I'm a maniac, maniac, maniac, maniac,
Maniac for your love. For your love
Pimp Tea verse 1:
A gleam, a Sparkle, Her eyes Remarkable
The second we locked eyes I just knew I had to talk to her
I'd walk with her, holding hand & hand
Watching sunsets going down over salt & sand
And a man shouldn't be valued based on his accomplishments and goals
Instead it should be based on the partnerships that they hold
She's bold & beautiful. OOOH YEAH
And I'll always be true to you. OOOH YEAH
And love isn't always about those rim brimmed glasses
It can be learning to put up with other people's reactions
Your actions should be attempt to make each other even better
Call me Jason Varitek, I'll catch your double header
Cause there'll be wins & there'll be losses and I'll support you either way
The little things that make us golden happen every single day
I like to work. You like to play.
We make this work from day-to-day.
And I'm claiming that I'm not a maniac, but still you hear me say...
Andrew Cotter chorus 2x:
FreeMC verse 1:
Love for me is a hard thing to discuss
cause this feeling I call love encompasses so much
When I say I love someone it's not lust
It's respect and caring, the energy of their touch
and it's not just one person or one thing
It's how I live life and the positivity I bring
to my relations with other people
cause only when you love yourself can you truly love someone else
Trust, freedom, acceptance, communication
Devotion, stability, complimentary co-operation
You're my life partner--and we'll make it through somehow
cause I wanna see your smiling face 45 years from now...
Andrew Cotter chorus 2x:
Furious verse 1:
Let the me count the ways to say my phrase
But I pray to save face,
Guess I'm gonna play it anyway
Today I'm lucky cause my life is filled with love
You'd have to fight me to death before I'd give it up
It's give and take, for goodness sake
The love you steal, must be less than the love you yield
Cause some falls through the cracks
Wasted and spoiled by those who turn their backs
It's time to put away pride,
And it's time to put the ego aside
It makes me crazy when I get some love back
When it comes to your love, I'm a maniac
Andrew Cotter chorus 1x:
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6. |
Hick Hop
04:14
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Yeehawwwwww...
We gonn have ourselves a barn raisin of a good time of a shindig y'all
With the ladies and the drinks and the fellas and the barnyard animals
Yeah.
Pimp Tea verse 1:
I love my flip-flops almost as much as Rich Terfry
Wouldn't trade this hick hop for an oriental stirfry
Cause I was raised on baked potatoes, burgers, and fresh tomatoes
And now I crave a lotta topped mozza chicken enchilada,
Maybe with a little side plate of guacamole, holy!
No wait I hate that stuff. So you called my bluff,
Mentally sitting in the buff. Acting so defly tuff
And as if that weren't enough. Yeah I got it kinda ruff
Cause I was born and raised in the back neck of the woods.
Called it my very own little redneck sorta hood
In the forest is where I spent the most of my days
Hat, sweats, and a hachet - Bob Cratchit fashion faze
Pimp Tea chorus 1x:
Well this is where flip meets flop
The chick meets cock...
A doodle doo,
And who would knew
That this is where rap meets rock
The hick meets hop. aww yeahhhhh
Pimp Tea verse 2:
I'm swangin' this hick hop
Slick like a flip-flop
Cause we slip-n-slide
On our John Deere ride
This here's an anthem for the sticks
For all 'em redneck hicks
Brought hot like a wood fire
Making y'all perspire wit this satire
Man what in the frig's a satire
Imma throw this danged CD in the quagmire.
Cause this music ain't shit...
it's shitty shit shit... fit for a swampy bog pit
Now you can take the chick out the sticks
But y'all can't take the hick out the chick
And y'all know that a hick chick craves the ...
She learns the tricks and her slip-drip-drop makes me hick hop
Yeah I'm stealing from Above.
But it's not a push, nor a shove.
Cause at the mention of my moniker
I honor ya with my respect
An Atlantic Canadian dialect
And I elect
To see you as a friend
A trend that might someday bring war & hate to an end.
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
Pimp Tea verse 3:
Now it's time I be honest as beyond us there lies truth y'all
I was born and grown in a raised trailer fifty feet tall.
We had all the fixins, mixin' trailer with cement
Garage, porch, basement and a shack without a dent
By the age of 9, rewind, my father gave onto me
My very own 3 HP, slow snow-blowing machine
How I used loathe the road the days when it would snow
Worse than an elder orderly, our drive took 2 hours to blow
Lotsa socks on my feet, shivering under the sheet, no electric heat
Like the little caboose that could, we would heat our house with a stove
Now I disclose, my mom sows clothes like written prose
Still the time arose when into town we done did had to drove.
My first car was an 84 Ford full size van
A hand me down on par, ain't no tinted mini-van.
Bench seats for nine persons and it sure guzzled the gas
It's state worsened but still somehow inspections got passed.
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
Pimp Tea verse 4:
We drove on a chip seal road
I used to have to cut, split & pile wood by the cord every summer.
That was a bummer
We only had 3 TV channels coming from an antenna
I used to hear screams from a fox
A bear once tore apart our garbage box.
I seen moose, deer, porcupine and skunk in my backyard
But none were as annoying as that damn woodpecker
I had a sand box that the cats used to shit in.
And I built underground snow forts that five people could fit in.
I rep Charters Settlement, New Brunswick to the death
Like the newfound testament, it was always the very best
The highlight of the day was when the mailman used to come
Thinking back, his name was jack and he used to give us gum.
We Had a 69 Volvo die-hard propped up in the backyard
A charred wooden shack filled with car parts galore
Oh Lord when I was bored I used to haul brush
When we'd burn it in the winter, now that... that was a rush.
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
Pimp Tea verse 5:
This hip-hop slang meets country twang harangue
Makes for a hotter toddy than the body of Shania Twain
Some would say today that country rap is fuckin' crap ass trash
Alas, I long for the lyrical pizzazz of Slick Rick meets Johnny Cash
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Sometimes
03:31
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Pimp Tea chorus 1:
Sometimes... Sometimes...
Yeah sometimes I just want to stay at home alone
Sometimes... Sometimes...
Yeah sometimes I just want to stay at home alone
Pimp Tea verse 1:
No more stressin'
This confession
Be your lesson
In depression
A little drug
A big hug
Can make you sway
Into a happy day.
My perpetual habitual rituals
Got you seeing spiritual lyrical miracles
And I be the P I M P to the Tea
But on the inside, sometimes I tend to be
Like a sea at low-tide, feeling just a little bit down
Damn... thinking that I look kinda like a clown
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
Pimp Tea verse 2:
To be depth-bombed
Is just wrong
Sorta calm
But feel embalmed
With the lack of chemical known as Seratonin
It can peak at highs especially when you're bonin'
But drop to lows when your home all alone and
You wish you were with friends instead.
It's a chemical imbalance that lies within your head
This widespread unsaid disease will most often tread
On the mislead purebred draftees who tend to dread
To shed their hard head, and admit to their affliction
So they fixate ahead, still filled with their conviction
Like on a mission to solve a problem based on science fiction
It's an affliction, an addiction,
A depiction of restriction over ones own jurisdiction,
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
Pimp Tea verse 3:
Life can be quite dim & strange
And make you feel like you're deranged
But you see I need to be
The one who's in control of me
Sometimes depression can have me second-guessing life's lesson
Despise Regression, so much as to force me into confession
I wilt with rage, a guilty stage,
I flip the page, and disengage
Corrupted thoughts
Sinister plots
Me distraught
About things forgot
You see, sometimes evil conspiracy theories, they pop into our minds.
But you have to learn where to draw the lines
Between what is truly the reality
And the excessive depressive creativity
In the extreme, you can shift from catatonic
To an ultramatic, super-sonic do it all
And through it all, your feelings tend to change
To a stranger it all seems kinda strange.
Pimp Tea chorus 4x:
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8. |
This is Me
04:44
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Pimp Tea verse 1:
Ay yo this is pimp tea reppin' brockway Entertainment outta Fredericton, New Brunswick Canada.
I got classified on the beat bringing it straight heat.
Well I'm pumpin' the bump in the skunk in the back of my trunk
And y'all better know that I ain't the one to be fakin the funk
I ain't fakin the funk
I'm not one to claim to be the illest emcee
Cause my bragging rights is a 4.2 GPA aaawww yeah
I work really hard, each and every day
Sometimes I snap, Sean One pardon me
I do things cheaply, don't drink chardonnay
And my vacations always involve the Bay of Fundy
For the last seven years I've been writing for the Brunswickan
Treating indie rap artists like my next of kin
Three years I've been on with HipHopCanada dot com
In those 3 years, two UMAC awards have been won.
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
Well this is me <hey yeah>
Yeah this is me
Well this is me <hey yeah>
Yeah this is me
Well this is me
Not your typical MC
Troy Neilson aka Pimp Tea <woohoo>
Pimp Tea verse 2:
See back in '94 when I was in grade 10,
I looked to the future, made the executive decision
To work really hard, put my nose to the books,
Cause I knew I wouldn't get a scholarship based on looks
So I built from there, discovered rap in grade 11
Illegal satellite dish, and suddenly I was in heaven.
And I'm now having <pause> flashbacks <pause> of wise cracks
About me wearing old Adidas track pants & jackets to my class
Fast forward to 97, three hard years of tough work
Graduated 4th in my class, I was a geek, not a dork
And I retort; my school was the largest in the British Commonwealth
And I can take pride in saying I did it for myself
Got accepted to UNB, sponsored financially
By a scholarship - N. Myles Brown I'm thanking thee
CS, not the best, but it was the right fit for me.
Five years and I was done with my bachelors degree
Put in an application for an NSERC scholarship
My work & dedication paid off - they accepted it
So now I'm two years deep working on my Masters
My thesis is my nemesis, if not for hip-hop I'd finish faster
So the moral of the story, is if you want to get ahead
You've gotta put in the work and be willing to use a needle and some thread
I've made a lot of sacrifices just to stay out of debt
So now here I am, a preacher without a single regret
Pimp Tea chorus 2x
Pimp Tea verse 3:
I don't choose to write my rhymes surreptitiously
Nor do I choose to recite my rhymes slurring viciously
And I don't take myself too seriously. seriously? seriously! <For real B?>
I'm allergic to smoke, so I don't do weed
It's true that I drink, it's a pleasure I concede
My chosen poisons are Vodka & gingerale, Keiths, and Fireball
Just remember, its a pleasure, not a need
I admit it straight up, I'm not good at freestylin'
Do I practice much? No time son, work's compiling
And I'm smiling, <pause> while I'm filing <pause>
My income tax, never no time to relax and them's the facts
I manage to find the time to write my rhymes
With my mental and a pad & pencil
Err wait no, I've switched to PC, 'This is me', back it up on CD
Regardless, the instru ain't complete without the mental-lity
Pimp Tea chorus 2x
Pimp Tea verse 4:
I shop at Sally Anne, Value Village, and yard sale
My fashion statement roots in the fact I don't buy retail
Over-priced, never suffice to think twice
About why brand names couldn't possibly have a direct effect on my life
I pimp the system, got 5000 in my pocket,
I'm keen and listen, application and I cock it
Like a gun, getting funds, with a blow from my paper hammer <pause>
40 Gs in grants, so I double-check my grammar.
I gotta act confidant when I'm really not
You see in hip-hop, attitude means a lot.
I wish it were all about the love, and never no hate,
Sparked the debate, quick to negate, the talk of the fake,
I try to relate to whatever you state
Pimp Tea chorus 2x
Pimp Tea verse 5:
Now I gotta give props where props is due,
And to my brother Colin for spending hundreds of hours mixing this album.
Many, many are due to you.
He graduated from OIART, you know,
And the two videos, that put me on the map,
I gotta give thanks to Iain & Graham for that
STV & James Orr, I couldn't have asked for more.
I was ready to quit, and only your words talked me out of it.
Samantha your support did leagues for my self-esteem
Mom, Dad & GOD my love for you is like an undying regime
I'm sippin' on my sizurp, sizurp, sizurp
Yes I'm sippin' on my sizurp, sizurp, sizurp
Oh I'm sippin' on my sizurp, sizurp, sizurp
It's Pimp Tea
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I'm learnin' O.O.P, but not in C.
I'm learnin' O.O.P, but not in C.
I'm learnin' O.O.P., in this faculty, in this faculty, in this faculty
Pimp Tea verse 1:
Got an assignment to do
Trying to avoid the crew
Cause we never get any work done
Cause we're havin' so much fun
Like the rabbit exe
And the monkey mini movie
So I seek out the secret lab
Discover they've replaced the keypad
With an ID card swipe
Takes a few times to get it right
This technique I do rehearse
Gain access as the magnets reverse
I sit down, try to logon
Two times I get my password wrong
Third time, I finally get in
Checkin' my email, so gotta enter my PIN
Opening Netscape, but every time it doth crash
So I decide to check the cache.
Oh please say it ain't so!
Someone was lookin' at some P - oh No!
I quickly dispose of the evidence
Guy beside me getting suspicious
So I decide to leave
Before he emails CSD.
Guy at the door pullin' with all his force
Must have just gained access via his course
Cause he's a complete idiot
There's a reason for the big red button that says exit
You gotta press it!
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
Can I Get a CS
For all of my hackers and faculty members
In this building
Known as Gillin.
Can I get a Woo Woo
For the few brave ladies who chose to
Enter CS
Cause you we do bless!
Pimp Tea verse 2:
What's that bar
The one that stretches real far
The one that gives you spaces
Sort of forward erases
Unless insert is on.
Oh yeah! space bar!
Remember I, with a yawn
At the break of dawn
Assignment nearly complete
But specifications I don't meet
So searchin' cyberspace
Tryin to replace
My own recursion
With a faster version.
It's the S to the R
The J to the K
Perpetratin' flip flops
Throughout this hip-hop.
Now I present to you Jane Fritz,
Kinda like a Ritz
Not sayin' she's a cracker
Just a top of the line instructor
Though she lacks sour cream,
She remains ....
Oh wait, she no longer remains dean a la supreme
That'd be Bhavsar
And that's where we are.
Two-double-oh-four
Pimp Tea chorus 2x
DJ STV scratching
Pimp Tea chorus 2x
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Oh yeah ... feelin this flow... now I just gotta let it go...
Pimp Tea chorus x1:
Get up on the dance floor
Just shake that rump and you let it go.
Don't listen to what no one else has say
Cause everyday is your very own day.
Get up on the dance floor
Just shake that rump and you let it go.
Don't listen to what no one else has say.
Cause everyday is your very own day.
Pimp Tea & Spoof le Grand
We got it going on, 'til the break a dawn
A little hip-hop mixed with some trance
See your head bop... now it's time to dance.
Pimp Tea verse 1:
Sometimes we face adversity,
Especially when blessed with creativity
But there comes a time when we need to rise on up.
Shed all your fears and just keep yo chin up.
Filter your ear into a positive cup.
Cause some people think they know what's up.
Frontin' on you like a vest at a wedding
Embarrassing you like you soiled your bedding.
But you can't take their shit to heart.
Cause no matter where they sit upon any chart
Some people's soul has turned way too tart.
And their ultimate goal is to give you a start.
So you gotta learn to turn your cheek.
Ignore this worm, he's the super-freak.
Intellectual bling is the gold to seek.
And minds'll churn at your superior technique.
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
Get up on the dance floor
Just shake your rump and let it go
Don't listen to what no one else has say.
Cause everyday is your very own day.
Pimp Tea & Spoof le Grand
We got it going on, 'til the break a dawn
A little hip-hop mixed with some trance
See your head bop... now it's time to dance.
Rory Borealis verse 1:
Hey Yo! I don't know how to rap
Tell Pimp Tea to gimme my pants back
But I think I know some general rules
I'm supposed to make you throw your hands up like fools
Rollin in a beamer, and making lots of dough
Throw in a yo and call a girl a ho
But I can't do that cause I'm too phat
B-I-G-P-O-P-P-A
Wait a minute that's not me, it's biggie
But just like him, I'm not too pretty
Maybe I should change my name like P. Diddy
Try to win a rap off against P. Titty
Try to sound funnier and more witty
Sport some ice like I'm Flav from PE
But aw nah, forget it, that's just not me.
<Federal agents made cause he's flagrant>
Pimp Tea chorus 2x:
Pimp Tea verse 2:
Alexandre est le producteur de cet chanson
Moi je suis plus ou moin, juste un garcon
Qui veux aller ici et la
Puis je ne m'inquiet presque pas
Parce que j'ai joué live sur MusiquePlus
Louis-José Houdé est drole comme Dr Seuss
Oui moi je baille mon voix des fois
Puis je sois au-dessus des loi
Quoi Quoi What What
Quoi Quoi What What
Quoi Quoi What What
Quoi Quoi What What
Quoi Quoi What What
Quoi Quoi What What
Quoi Quoi What What
Quoi Quoi What What
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14. |
Super Dude
03:32
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Pimp Tea verse 1:
I'm better than all the rest
I ain't perfect but I think that I'm the best
That's the attitude you need to live in this
Craziness
I really love each part of life: big, small or fat,
As long as I can keep my mind knowing that I'm a cat.
Whatever anybody says that's contrary to that
I'll take 'em down to the ball diamond and hit 'em with a rubber bat.
Pimp Tea chorus 1x:
All my friends think I'm the man I'm always cool and loose
All my friends think I'm the man that's why I'm super dude
All my friends think I'm the man I'm always cool and loose
All my friends think I'm the man that's why I'm super dude
Super dude (6X)
Pimp Tea verse 2:
I'm better than all the rest
I ain't perfect but I think that I'm the best
That's the attitude you need to live in this
Craziness
Cause life is just one great big party
Don't waste time enjoy your body
Have fun and dance with somebody
Come on everybody party
Pimp Tea chorus 1x
come on man this is weak
oh yeah, how's this...
Pimp Tea verse 3:
Bounce, bounce come on bounce
What were you to do if I were to give you an ounce
Bounce, bounce come on bounce
What were you to do if I were to give you an ounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce come on bounce
What were you to do if I were to give you an ounce
Bounce, bounce come on bounce
What were you to do if I were to give you an ounce
Shake your money maker
Just shake your money maker
If you're a super dude
A super dude
Su-per dude
Su-per dude
I'm better than all the rest
I'm better than all the rest
I'm better than all the rest
It's craziness
Cause life is just one great big party
Don't waste time enjoy your body
Have fun and dance with somebody
Come on everybody party
What? Yeah...
Come on and break it down now... oh yeah.
What? Yeah...
What? Yeah...
What? Yeah...
What? Yeah...
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Hick Hop (radio edit)
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Ed The Sock Speaks
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Brockway Biggs Ottawa, Ontario
The charisma of Ottawa-Fredericton rapper Brockway Biggs (formerly Pimp Tea) won over diverse crowds from the late 90s until he suffered a concussion in 2011. His entertaining stage presence is cultivated from the vintage vibe of story telling, crowd participation, props and freestyle dance moves. He has toured Canada, won an ECMA and has been featured on most major Canadian TV networks. ... more
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