Confederate Railroad - I Hate Rap Lyrics
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I Hate Rap
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What Are The Lyrics For I Hate Rap By Confederate Railroad?
I hate rap, I hate rap
Couldn't drive me crazier with a map Talk about a generation gap I don't turn my cap, I don't grab my lap I don't do like that 'cause I look like a sap I hate rap, I hate rap And it don't go good with beer on tap I hate the beat, hate the rhythm But I love that melody they put with 'em I hate rap, I hate rap One nerve left and it's about to snap I'd rather hear a little Chihuahua yap I don't walk that walk, I don't flap that flap If I talked that talk my lips would chap I hate rap, I hate rap And it don't go good with beer on tap I hate the beat, hate the rhythm But I love that melody they put with 'em INSTRUMENTAL I hate rap, I hate rap It would rip Van Winkle from a nap I'd rather be woke up with a slap Than try to sleep through jive so cheap They have to bleed a bunch of crap I hate rap, I hate rap And it don't go good with beer on tap I hate the beat, hate the rhythm But I love that melody they put with 'em INSTRUMENTAL I hate rap, I hate rap Couldn't drive me crazier with a map Talk about a generation gap I don't turn my cap, I don't grab my lap I don't do like that 'cause I look like a sap I hate rap, I hate rap And it don't go good with beer on tap |
Who Wrote I Hate Rap By Confederate Railroad?
Dewayne Blackwell
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What's The Duration Of The I Hate Rap By Confederate Railroad?The duration of I Hate Rap is 3:09 minutes and seconds. |
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