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Your Gramps Can Be a Rapper Too!

I’m hip, I’m hop,
Wit’ my homies out dere,
Waving everywhere,
Put’cho arms in da air!

I’m funky, I’m fresh!
You know I’m jiggy widdit,
You know I’m hip widdit,
You know I’m fresh widdit!

I’m hot, I’m cool,
(Hey aren’t those contradictory?)
I’m hot like burnin’ Hickory,
I’m so, so, sick….ry.

I’m punk, I’m down,
I’m psychodelic!
Ya’ll knows I’m not a relic,
So why not go and tell it?

(Now read again, but this time from the perspective of an 80-year-old man)

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