Spamtec - Day in The Life lyrics

Yeah yeah, Spamtec, [?] on the beat, representing Uh uh, yeah yeah, day in the life, ytcracker, check it out I wake up at the crack of dawn Hit the alarm Put my rolex on Voice mail from egod There's a squeeze and yawn He said, "holla back ytcrack" And I'm gone Shuffle to the mirror and move the day along See the tat on my back, one love to Sean STC forever man we lifelong And then we meeting up in heaven where we all belong Hop in the shower and I sing a little song I'm a little off key but I don't get the words wrong Get a page while I'm drying It's my guy in Hong Kong My servers are ready when it's time to bomb Gel up my hair like a cheap salon But it don't matter anyway because I put my hat on Going to face the day, got to stay headstrong Got to beat the anti's, I got to stay calm Hit up phlow on my ICQ I say, what up P, what's up with you? Nothing just chilling repping Spamtec crew And I got these proxies to get us through I said, cool my nurga, we gonna mail a few? He said, I think Marcus Year about to make a debut Ducking AOL so their lawyers don't sue Switching domains, boy, we never renew Didn't have phish so I hit up Drew Danger in the air, boy, I thought you knew Since the hosting was up and we had some new I plugged them in and my phish tank grew Had about twenty thousand sitting in the queue My net use jumping like a kangaroo Then it slowed down like DJ Screw Spamtec, boy, you know it's true [flow] It's... around twelve so I roll out of bed Covered in bottles and I'm old in my head Still a little tipsy and my face is red Thought about what my boy egod said Got to blast hard, 'til all the phish are dead It's been a week since my phish were fed Looked in the tank they were dropping like lead But instead of mailing scam I just switched to meds Loaded up the message and refreshed the threads Checked the stats, I'm twenty sales ahead Of my boy Misfit, but we still break bread Keep my head cool don't worry about the fed No evidence, they won't find a shred Want to bet on that? Better check the spread Keep my spammers and my tools up in the shed That's where we chill and get a gang of head So I called up some fine a** horny freaks Tell them that I'm getting three deep in the sheets Then they on my crib getting down on they knees Getting dome while I check my stats for the week It's a shout to spam and I'm looking pretty chic I got a big a** thing but I don't work it like a geek Cause I'm here to change fluids and plug the leaks Work on a ho like a Lexus Jeep I chase more tales than Little Bo Peep But they got to fine I ain't f**ing no sheep The future of spam is looking pretty bleak But Spamtec ride we just turn the other cheek Keep hosting up, never leave a link weak Otherwise we'd be up without a paddle in the creek I'm sick of f**ing anti's playing hide-and-seek That's why I read from the Book of Spam before I sleep Dear lord, please give me the strength to overcome the anti's To send ma** mails To lead the millions into the new age of spam