These are the lyrics I came up with for rackdaemon's song2.
based loosely on this book
http://www.amazon.com/Chased-Alone-Undercover-Billy-Chase/dp/088282077X

verse2:

well i been layin all up in da hood
no worries my peeps cause you know it's understood
gots two whips with da blowers out da tops
rolling in da chips don't ever want to stop
stackin all da paper an slinging an a blinging
pagers going off and da cell phones a ringing

chorus::

it's all a front an da ground works been layed
I'm really undercover now da players being played
you wanna know why we don't cut you slack
they're nine years old  and there dying from  your crack

It's like a circus and your da clown
we play it so smooth your going down

verse2:
 know how to play it I don't even adlib
chillin here so long it feels like like my crib
J's on your feet an AK's on the seat
nothing to me if your slinging your dead meat
 running round badass real really kinda funny
we'll shoot you down like a little tiny bunny

Chorus

verse:
ya best hit the floor as we come rollin in
pretend we da preacher start confessing your sins
so now you da player das about to get schooled
but your to damn stupid you got to play the fool
so you pick up da nine start waving it around
now look at your bad ass dead self all  on da ground

Is this the same toastedgoat that plays his rock music for the amp?Sounds unusual with all the pimpin' jargon, but I like it because of the themes presented, different to your usual rap lyrics about "shootin' ma ho'" to put it in Jimk's words. It has moral fibres, is how I would best describe it.

Just listened to the audio, kind of punk-rap-ish.

Cool stuff goat!

WB