So it was the night after Humphrey had rap a song he wrote to garth and now garth want a rap battle he onyesha him a rap battle at Tony's bar and pub...In the morning humphrey got up went to the pub and found all his mashabiki there and garth was being booed kwa humphreys fans... then humphrey alisema 'Let do this bitch' [Humphrey's song starts now] [Kate preforms these () and garth preforms theses {}] (My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of kitanda at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..)
[1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background]
[2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise]
{Dear Humphrey, I wrote but wewe still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my nyumbani phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, wewe must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office au somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch, kahaba who didn't want him
I know wewe probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that wewe did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit wewe did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope wewe get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan}
{Dear Humphrey, wewe still ain't called au wrote, I hope wewe have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP wewe don't answer fans
If wewe didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
wewe didn't have to, but wewe coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and wewe just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like wewe man, he likes wewe zaidi than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - wewe alisema if I'd write you
wewe would write back - see I'm just like wewe in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything wewe say is real, and I respect wewe cause wewe tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about wewe 24/7
But she don't know wewe like I know wewe Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up
wewe gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest shabiki you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be together too}
{Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know wewe got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope wewe hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
hujambo Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, wewe dare me to drive?
wewe know the song kwa Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a onyesha he found him?
That's kinda how this is, wewe coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter au a call
I hope wewe know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I upendo wewe Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
wewe ruined it now, I hope wewe can't sleep and wewe dream about it
And when wewe dream I hope wewe can't sleep and wewe SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT wewe and wewe can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; [*screaming*] Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
hujambo Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?}
[car tires squeal] [CRASH]
.. [brief silence] .. [LOUD splash]
[Humphrey]
Dear Garth/Stan, I meant to write wewe sooner but I just been busy
wewe alisema your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered wewe would call your daughter that
and here's an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see wewe at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit wewe alisema about wewe like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is you?
wewe got some issues Stan, I think wewe need some counseling
to help your punda from bouncing off the walls when wewe get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think wewe and your girlfriend need each other
au maybe wewe just need to treat her better
I hope wewe get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches wewe in time
before wewe hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if wewe relax a little, I'm glad I inspire wewe but Stan
why are wewe so mad? Try to understand, that I do want wewe as a fan
I just don't want wewe to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks zamani that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn! and that was the end of the tamasha some kids walked up to humphrey asking for his autograph but he alisema 'Fuck off wewe little brats i don't want to give autographs' and garth was just to tired to say anything at all so he went nyumbani and humphrey was pissed and he got to his pango and found kate Yelping in pain doubled over and he ran to her side and asked 'what happend?' and she alisema 'Im in labor Humphrey' humphrey howled out[Help my wife is in labor help] the medic got there humphrey was holding kates hand he saw the whole thing and it made him sick he ran to the bathroom and puked he spent the night in the bathroom puking and then came morning and humphrey felt shity he went and gave his autographs to the kids he was mean to yesterday... [The end]
got out of kitanda at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..)
[1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background]
[2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise]
{Dear Humphrey, I wrote but wewe still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my nyumbani phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, wewe must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office au somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch, kahaba who didn't want him
I know wewe probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that wewe did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit wewe did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope wewe get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan}
{Dear Humphrey, wewe still ain't called au wrote, I hope wewe have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP wewe don't answer fans
If wewe didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
wewe didn't have to, but wewe coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and wewe just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like wewe man, he likes wewe zaidi than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - wewe alisema if I'd write you
wewe would write back - see I'm just like wewe in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything wewe say is real, and I respect wewe cause wewe tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about wewe 24/7
But she don't know wewe like I know wewe Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up
wewe gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest shabiki you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be together too}
{Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know wewe got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope wewe hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
hujambo Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, wewe dare me to drive?
wewe know the song kwa Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a onyesha he found him?
That's kinda how this is, wewe coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter au a call
I hope wewe know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I upendo wewe Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
wewe ruined it now, I hope wewe can't sleep and wewe dream about it
And when wewe dream I hope wewe can't sleep and wewe SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT wewe and wewe can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; [*screaming*] Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
hujambo Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?}
[car tires squeal] [CRASH]
.. [brief silence] .. [LOUD splash]
[Humphrey]
Dear Garth/Stan, I meant to write wewe sooner but I just been busy
wewe alisema your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered wewe would call your daughter that
and here's an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see wewe at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit wewe alisema about wewe like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is you?
wewe got some issues Stan, I think wewe need some counseling
to help your punda from bouncing off the walls when wewe get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think wewe and your girlfriend need each other
au maybe wewe just need to treat her better
I hope wewe get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches wewe in time
before wewe hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if wewe relax a little, I'm glad I inspire wewe but Stan
why are wewe so mad? Try to understand, that I do want wewe as a fan
I just don't want wewe to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks zamani that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn! and that was the end of the tamasha some kids walked up to humphrey asking for his autograph but he alisema 'Fuck off wewe little brats i don't want to give autographs' and garth was just to tired to say anything at all so he went nyumbani and humphrey was pissed and he got to his pango and found kate Yelping in pain doubled over and he ran to her side and asked 'what happend?' and she alisema 'Im in labor Humphrey' humphrey howled out[Help my wife is in labor help] the medic got there humphrey was holding kates hand he saw the whole thing and it made him sick he ran to the bathroom and puked he spent the night in the bathroom puking and then came morning and humphrey felt shity he went and gave his autographs to the kids he was mean to yesterday... [The end]