So it was the night after Humphrey had rap a song he wrote to garth and now garth want a rap battle he montrer him a rap battle at Tony's bar and pub...In the morning humphrey got up went to the pub and found all his fans there and garth was being booed par humphreys fans... then humphrey a dit 'Let do this bitch' [Humphrey's song starts now] [Kate preforms these () and garth preforms theses {}] (My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of lit at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..)
[1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background]
[2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise]
{Dear Humphrey, I wrote but toi still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my accueil phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, toi must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office ou somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some chienne who didn't want him
I know toi probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that toi did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit toi did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope toi get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan}
{Dear Humphrey, toi still ain't called ou wrote, I hope toi have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP toi don't answer fans
If toi didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
toi didn't have to, but toi coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and toi just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like toi man, he likes toi plus than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - toi a dit if I'd write you
toi would write back - see I'm just like toi in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything toi say is real, and I respect toi cause toi tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about toi 24/7
But she don't know toi like I know toi Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up
toi gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be together too}
{Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know toi got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope toi hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
salut Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, toi dare me to drive?
toi know the song par Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a montrer he found him?
That's kinda how this is, toi coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter ou a call
I hope toi know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I l’amour toi Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
toi ruined it now, I hope toi can't sleep and toi dream about it
And when toi dream I hope toi can't sleep and toi SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT toi and toi can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; [*screaming*] Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
salut Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?}
[car tires squeal] [CRASH]
.. [brief silence] .. [LOUD splash]
[Humphrey]
Dear Garth/Stan, I meant to write toi sooner but I just been busy
toi a dit your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered toi would call your daughter that
and here's an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see toi at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit toi a dit about toi like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is you?
toi got some issues Stan, I think toi need some counseling
to help your cul, ass from bouncing off the walls when toi get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think toi and your girlfriend need each other
ou maybe toi just need to treat her better
I hope toi get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches toi in time
before toi hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if toi relax a little, I'm glad I inspire toi but Stan
why are toi so mad? Try to understand, that I do want toi as a fan
I just don't want toi to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks il y a that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn! and that was the end of the concert some kids walked up to humphrey asking for his autograph but he a dit 'Fuck off toi little brats i don't want to give autographs' and garth was just to tired to say anything at all so he went accueil and humphrey was pissed and he got to his tanière, den and found kate Yelping in pain doubled over and he ran to her side and asked 'what happend?' and she a dit 'Im in labor Humphrey' humphrey howled out[Help my wife is in labor help] the medic got there humphrey was holding kates hand he saw the whole thing and it made him sick he ran to the bathroom and puked he spent the night in the bathroom puking and then came morning and humphrey felt shity he went and gave his autographs to the kids he was mean to yesterday... [The end]
got out of lit at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..)
[1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background]
[2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise]
{Dear Humphrey, I wrote but toi still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my accueil phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, toi must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office ou somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some chienne who didn't want him
I know toi probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that toi did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit toi did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope toi get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan}
{Dear Humphrey, toi still ain't called ou wrote, I hope toi have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP toi don't answer fans
If toi didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
toi didn't have to, but toi coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and toi just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like toi man, he likes toi plus than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - toi a dit if I'd write you
toi would write back - see I'm just like toi in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything toi say is real, and I respect toi cause toi tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about toi 24/7
But she don't know toi like I know toi Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up
toi gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be together too}
{Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know toi got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope toi hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
salut Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, toi dare me to drive?
toi know the song par Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a montrer he found him?
That's kinda how this is, toi coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter ou a call
I hope toi know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I l’amour toi Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
toi ruined it now, I hope toi can't sleep and toi dream about it
And when toi dream I hope toi can't sleep and toi SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT toi and toi can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; [*screaming*] Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
salut Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?}
[car tires squeal] [CRASH]
.. [brief silence] .. [LOUD splash]
[Humphrey]
Dear Garth/Stan, I meant to write toi sooner but I just been busy
toi a dit your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered toi would call your daughter that
and here's an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see toi at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit toi a dit about toi like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is you?
toi got some issues Stan, I think toi need some counseling
to help your cul, ass from bouncing off the walls when toi get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think toi and your girlfriend need each other
ou maybe toi just need to treat her better
I hope toi get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches toi in time
before toi hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if toi relax a little, I'm glad I inspire toi but Stan
why are toi so mad? Try to understand, that I do want toi as a fan
I just don't want toi to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks il y a that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn! and that was the end of the concert some kids walked up to humphrey asking for his autograph but he a dit 'Fuck off toi little brats i don't want to give autographs' and garth was just to tired to say anything at all so he went accueil and humphrey was pissed and he got to his tanière, den and found kate Yelping in pain doubled over and he ran to her side and asked 'what happend?' and she a dit 'Im in labor Humphrey' humphrey howled out[Help my wife is in labor help] the medic got there humphrey was holding kates hand he saw the whole thing and it made him sick he ran to the bathroom and puked he spent the night in the bathroom puking and then came morning and humphrey felt shity he went and gave his autographs to the kids he was mean to yesterday... [The end]