Thursday, March 26, 2009

Halo 3 rap

The name's Master Chief
And it is my belief
I'm gonna pawn noobs
Bringing all below my feet


just like a thief
Gonna sneak behind
takin' your life
Just like you was blind

Comin' out blazin
showin two gats
up in your grill
now you know where it's at

Or method number two
It Has a quick pace
Pull out a shotty
and stick it in your face

Halo 3, was designed to be a killing game
Master Chief is proud of his claim to fame
And if you feelin' sad like the game is lame
Then just wait, the Chief will take you to the grave

One of my ladies
driving me crazy
keepin things hazy
Keepin me spacey
She isn't racey
But she won't embrace me
She all hands off
If you know what I mean
I wanna get distance, you know I Wanna,
Too bad your stuck in my head, cortana

Halo 3, was designed to be a killing game
Master Chief is proud of his claim to fame
And if you feelin' sad like the game is lame
Then just wait, the Chief will take you to the grave

Once we enemies,
Now we tight homies,
Spartan and Elite,
fightin to be free
All is gangsta now
With my brand new ride
Warthog 5000 I drive with pride
Attracts the ladies from ten miles wide
Because of my suspension 5 feet high
I love driving it
I love driving it
I love driving it
I love driving it

Halo 3, was designed to be a killing game
Master Chief is proud of his claim to fame
And if you feelin' sad like the game is lame
Then just wait, the Chief will take you to the grave