L'Orange & Kool Keith
The Wanderer
MECHANICAL LEGS MECHANICAL LEGS.
Once my daughter just randomly said this from the backseat and I was like I'M SEEING ROBOTS.
And she was all WALKING BY EVERYDAY.
As a sort of test at this point I decided to really crank the cogs and came with HALFSHARKALLIGATOR HALF and before I could finish she piped up with an indignant MAN!
Me: ROCKETS ON THE BATTLEFIELD!
Her: MICHAEL JORDAN I'M AFFORDIN' HIM.
Me: GIRL DON'T LIKE HER JOB…
Her: I HIRE AND FIRE, GIVE YOU CHECKS WHEN IT'S HOT!
Finally I responded with wonder, FRONTING WITH YOUR CELLULAR PHONE THAT DOESN'T WORK.
WHY!? she demanded.
THE STRUCTURE OF COMBAT IS LIKE WRESTLEMANIA CONTRACTS!
That's when we both agreed with Kool Keith, I'M FREAL WITH THIS!
Plus L'Orange's jazz beat is fucking fuh-yre!