"Wangled" genre: Hip Hop
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	Completed: 6-19-2002
	CD: Plan B   Label: Krock-o-dile Records Credits: Andrew DeCrocker
	Lyrics Krock - Wangled: Psst psst you gotta wake up before you get wangled man [Verse 1] From the flippity Flip flip flop to the tippity top a my aspirations I'm anxious Of making a Revelation Cause I'm waiting For the right ears to open Hoping I've spoken honestly Meticulously I make CDs just to please myself to open up my mind Take a look inside You might find plan b My funkus operandi Check my handy dandy Notebook Its under the thinking chair Just look For through the dog hair And the stanky underwear I don't care If you missed the first LP But this ones guaranteed To exceed Your previous prophecies On Mr. Krockodilius Combusting the mic Like what just happened He was rappin a minute ago But know he's on the Dance floor Causing commotion in motion Troubadour with devotion In an ocean a These rap kats With nap-sacks Full a raps an tracks Strapped to their backs So I relax That my bluff So mind you turn it up? [Chorus] This whole worlds a crock This whole worlds a crock and who am I to talk I said This whole worlds a crock This whole worlds a crock But who is the world am I to talk about it [Verse 2] I'm Feckless a star-crossed musician Wishing A&R reps Would take a short listen To my proposition I'm the rhetorician With suspicion of a Imminent go-getter And mark setter An altogether Paladin Yet I'm foul again I am modest But this is the cost Lost causes So tell my old bosses I'm never coming back Whatever you're a quack I'm rolling with this Plan Man I can't determine When it will happen But I'm rapping till My finish and then its All over again no end I don't pretend I carry out And tout myself That's how it's dealt My mind is svelte Since I smelt The true odor of failure Its even lower than frail You see I gotta prevail I can't afford Full Sail So I sent these demos through The mail And I'm waiting Oh I'm waiting Cause when this Aural daze hits The previous will be abating You cannot ask for help You cannot ask for help You cannot ask for help You cannot ask for help now [Chorus] This whole worlds a crock This whole worlds a crock and who am I to talk I said This whole worlds a crock This whole worlds a crock But who is the world am I to talk about it [Verse 3] Munchin Capin' Cruch While I'm out to lunch I could use a Sunday punch To keep me on aim I would blame The simple complexities for getting the best of me I think I've seen em testing me I'm - not your average Krockodile Cause I'm - Overpowered by beguile Now now now I might question if it's worthwhile To put my beats on trial Ever two seconds I reckons it the Beat that beckons My legs to teeter and totter remember the water I was so callow Maybe Shallow Or maybe I was An unwitting virtuoso I don't know But what matters Is that you get krock-ed Or socked by this world Unfurl me I dare ya I'll see you in the crosshair Of the populace If we persist In this um... [Chorus x 2] This whole worlds a crock This whole worlds a crock and who am I to talk I said This whole worlds a crock This whole worlds a crock But who is the world am I to talk about it

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