Oh, yeah, hello, welcome to Meldown Comics, the nerd melt theater and the epicenter of Hollywood, California,

Harman Town is now in session.

Welcome to this stage, the mayor of Harman Town,

Dan Harman.

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo.

Fuck you, mom, I'm a fucking daddy in the mouth.

I fucked you daddy from the north to the south,

predictable rhymes and I don't care, I'm still rapping.

Rappin' like I was a butt, that's crapin'.

Crapin' in the toilet that is your ears.

Dominatin' your desires and fears.

Freestyle, rapping like I've never done before.

Fuck you mama, on the ceiling, fuck your mama, on the floor.

I'm rapping freestyle rapping sounds like it's written, but I'm freestyle rapping didn't think about it in the green room at all

Now I'm gonna fucking mama in the summer and fall fucking mama fuck your daddy on the street

Fucking mama in her mouth fucking daddy on his feet come on his toes put on his shoes

Take him downtown and show him the blues teach him how to roll with the blacks teach him how to feel his slacks

take them shopping take them shopping love her jacks

Fuck an intense

I don't know if you've ever spit fire before but it comes through you like

the term spit implies that it starts inside you it's not true it comes to the back of your head

it goes back to mythology there's a the the band-aid on the back of Marcellus Wallace's neck

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