Tuesday, March 16, 2010

copt killer

Listen up Raboisai this is my pyramid scheme
Like something out of Bernie Madoff's wildest dreams
Stuff my message in a bottle and let it float downstream
Plague of boils and I think you'll need some vaseline
Time to garbage collect you like a virtual machine
'Cause it's survival of the fittest like the selfish gene
And even Sammy Harris knows exactly what I mean
So use your delusion like Richard Dawkins
You better read that Rashi before you start talking
'Cause tonight all the mummies in Memphis are going to walk
Here come the chorus, Pharaoh, let's rock

chorus:
Vanilla
This is my imitation
Vanilla
This is my flash animation
Vanilla
You put us on your plantation
But now I'm just in Taba for my Passover vacation

Every vilde chaya has its brain on hype
Every wild beast is a Copt killer tonight
Plague of the first born is your birthright
Plague of darkness suddenly you ain't so bright
And even at the Valley of the Kings we gon fight
'Cause denial ain't just a bloody river in Egypt
And the plague of locusts isn't a bug, it's a feature
And frogs and toads are my favorite creatures
'Cause I got more rhymes than there's modern Coptic speakers
Evil speech is my niche, good thing I don't usually practice what I preach
Or I'd wind up in a cell in a police spreadsheet

chorus:
Vanilla
This is virtual reality
Vanilla
This is poetic brutality
Vanilla
You put us on your plantation
But now I'm just in Taba for my Passover vacation

Everybody make the hieroglyphic sign
And please leave me your jewels, I'll return them in no time
Man, this Giza complex is a virtual gold mine
So take my plague of pestilence, please
Cause I think your goat's got mad cow disease
Cause tonight I'm colder than a settlement freeze
And I don't need PhD's to bury you like archaeology
Because Wikipedia is my epistemology
I ain't no Ice T, I won't make no apology
I won't wipe this song off my discography
I'll wipe Egypt off the geography

chorus:
Vanilla
This is new world order
Vanilla
Making history shorter
Vanilla
You put us on your plantation
But now I'm just in Taba for my Passover vacation

Am I too nice?  Plague of lice
Stone you with hail like I was Vanilla Ice
What you trying to be Potifar's wife?
Secretary General Ghali? Boutros twice
I do know one thing though, nations they come they go
Blood frogs lice animals pestilence
Boils hail locusts darkness yo
You lasted five thousand years but I think your time is up
I'll explicitly delete you like Bjarne Stroustrup
I don't mean to interrupt your long history
But the secret of your survival is too big of a mystery
You're like a story told by Dore Gold
After five thousand years it starts getting old
Real fast, you just ran out of gas
Your civilization is a thing of the past
Yo!  May I have the attention of the class?

chorus:
Vanilla
This is the ten plagues
Vanilla
However many it takes
Vanilla
You put us on your plantation
But now I'm just in Taba for my Passover vacation

Pesach hotel
All food Badatz Rav Landa
No matza balls
No internet
I'm just playing Egypt, you know I love you!

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