| Doctor Popular:
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| This is not a bomb it’s a bike, I can ride it where I like
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| Ride it late at night, everything’s all right
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| It’s alright if you thought that tire would explode
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| But at 80 PSI, the chances would be low
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| Thought it was a bomb, discovered you were wrong
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| Decided to carry on, out of fear
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| That’s what I hear
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| When cops lock innocents up for a year
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| MC Lars:
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| This is not a bomb it’s a mic I can rock it when I like
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| Rip it late at night everything’s alright
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| It’s alright if you thought that my record would explode
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| 105 bpm the chance would be low
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| Knew it was the bomb, killed it all night long
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| Decided to carry on, make it / make it clear
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| At least that’s what you hear
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| I crash lyrics into buildings 9−11 every year
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| Is it in good taste? |
| Well that’s still unclear
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| Chours:
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| 9−11, Giuliani!
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| Doctor Popular:
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| This is not a bomb it’s a shirt, but I could see how
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| Blinky LEDs and batteries could seem scary
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| On the Inside is some circuitry
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| I made it myself but don’t get mad at me
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| Look, I’m not trying to be a pain
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| I’m just picking up my friend from the luggage claim
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| And now they’ve took down my social, birthdate and name
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| Cops got me locked up, got me detained
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| YTCracker:
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| This is not a bomb its an iphone
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| I put it in my pocket right when i left home
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| This little thing? |
| not a bomb either
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| It’s an ipod and these are the speakers
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| No i didn’t hide a dirty bomb in my sneakers
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| That powder isn’t meth 'cause I’m not a tweaker
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| This is not a bomb it’s a tube of toothpaste
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| But I’ll throw it out and let it go to waste
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| I gotta pitch the water? |
| but I’m so thirsty!
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| Can i take a sip and then put it in her purse please?
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| Put in my backpack? |
| don’t give me flak
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| My eyes aren’t shifty do i look like a maniac?
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| That’s not a bomb that’s my underwear
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| And i don’t want a bomb so close to down there
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| And yea that’s my weiner thanks for the pat down
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| I guess i’ll have to board the plane in a clear nightgown |