In lieu of a podcast this week, we’re honored to present the debut single from talented young nerdcore rapper “Uncle John”. From his No Turbo project, the song “Final Rap Twin”
How many days, how many years,
Have I spent drowning in my fears,
How many days, how many nights,
Until I step into the light,
What could I say, what could I do,
I was never quite as good as you,
What can I do, now you are gone,
Except to step out on my own,
Who-oah, who-oah,
Who-oah, who-oah,
ETROIT!
Let’s get this thing!
Rick Drift and Big Mick in this mother-fucker!
There’s only one thing that I’ve got in my bag,
Besides the cash, mother-fucker, all I got is my swag,
24-7, wrenchin’, illin’, competin’,
When I catch these mother-fuckers I’ma give em’ a beating,
I’ve been around this world from Etroit to Aronto,
I do it on my own, except my dad is my Tonto,
Puts the cash in my hand, when I win or I miss it,
777 wing so beautiful I could kiss it,
A lot of chumps out there telling me they got it all set,
I’ll take your cash mother-fucker, put you right into debt,
Put your money on the table, leave me one cigarette,
Cuz if there’s one thing I’ll bet, it’s that your cheddar I’ll get,
All these mother-fucking clowns driving right into signs,
Spend so much time off the track, it must be by design,
Guido, Uncle John, Stingy Sam, yeah I said it,
Force me into this race, there’s no doubt you’ll regret it,
Here we go again!
My father always told me racing brought him the spinach,
But all I want to know is can it bring me a slick bitch,
Beating all the dudes with handles dumber than Slick Rick,
If the honeys acting proper then I’ll show them my stick-shift,
Only one thing I have to show for it so far,
A sweet Ace body I can put on my car,
I found it in the desert ’round the trash when I’m searchin’,
From now on all you posers gonna get left in the lurchin’,
The end is now in sight and now I’m brushing my shoulders,
My ride is so advanced this shit is running on solar,
Polar, I’ve driven from the north to the south,
I’ma throw this shit in turbo, turn it into a rout,
One of these days my name will be up in lights,
Won’t have no money worries, won’t be feeling uptight,
And one of these nights, I’ma remember the day,
When my future was in front of me and I used to say,
Whoooooo-oah, who-oah,
My tank and heart are just half-full,
What would you say, what would you do,
If I was just as good as you,
Now is the time for you to say,
that you should never ever have gone away,
When you were gone, I vowed I’d make,
You understand your big mistake,
Who-oah, who-oah.