Load Up
(Hook.)
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
(Verse 1.)
Double click it. Use a widget. Stealin’ all the hits.
On a mission to partition and fill every disk.
Fill my iPod with Nelly and Jay-Z and Fifty.
Not happy till I have every mp3.
Got albums before they even hit the streets.
Go on test me. I got all the beats.
Hours in storage, so I won’t get bored.
I got some songs before they record.
Download illegally. It’s so much cheaper.
How you put a price tag on some Queen Latifah?
Hood’s the internet. Where I jack my tunes.
Stuck at ninty nine percent. Better make room.
Pigs arrest kids? Handcuff they Macs?
Not worried ‘bout my cut, worried ‘bout the tax.
Let’s keep it real, g. Chalkskin’s no cop.
Rip this song. Go ahead and load up.
(Hook.)
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
(Verse 2.)
Riot if there’s quiet. But I don’t wanna buy it.
Expand my diet. Be a versatile pirate.
Maybe sling some rock, ‘n try some Dokken.
Rolling Stones fill my Christmas stockin’.
Cowgirls: Taylor Swift. Kelly Clarkson.
Dolly Parton. Then leave the trailer park, son.
Pops knows art. He helps with this part.
Recommends Tchaikovsky and Mozart.
John Williams got a song about a killer shark.
Got one about space. One about a lost ark.
Enough with Bach. I want some Tupac.
Rip N.W.A. and Snoop Doggy Dogg.
You know Chalkskin’s a gangsta with a mouse.
Breakin’ into joints. Robbin’ from my house.
Sharing and caring, Metallica, it’s okay.
Don’t want “Enter Sandman” anyway.
(Hook.)
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
(Skit.)
CHALKSKIN:
All ya’ll best be gettin’ against that wall.
Aw! Pop’s cover that door.
Don’t be a hero, David Geffen!
Look, we’re walkin’ out of here. And our pockets are gonna be full of songs.
Gimme all your Maria Carey, and no one gets hurt!
(Verse 3.)
Get my stash. Then I dash, and we’re back on the street.
Load my tunes on my Zune, and we rock to the beat.
Sirens wail on my tail. Pigs at my back.
I get tense. Jump a fence like my name was Shaq.
Then we run, drop my gun, no time to stop.
We try, Chalk and I, duckin’ in some shop.
Back door of the store. We lose the cop.
Chalk said, “We dead. I’m sorry, Pop.”
Copper gotta chopper flyin’ overhead.
Radio they know where we fled.
Rally down the alley comes to it’s end.
Can’t go. Five oh got us cornered in.
Make a stand. The man won’t take us alive.
Fight all night. I might just even survive.
Bla-dow. Ka-pow. Ain’t the last I hear.
Sing along to the song playin’ in my ear.
(Hook.)
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
Lyrics by M.C. Chalkskin and Estrella Ingram.
Music by D.J. Pop'N'Fresh and Godson.
Vocals by M.C. Chalkskin and D.J. Pop'N'Fresh.
Mixed and Mastered by Dre.
Synth: Godson
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
(Verse 1.)
Double click it. Use a widget. Stealin’ all the hits.
On a mission to partition and fill every disk.
Fill my iPod with Nelly and Jay-Z and Fifty.
Not happy till I have every mp3.
Got albums before they even hit the streets.
Go on test me. I got all the beats.
Hours in storage, so I won’t get bored.
I got some songs before they record.
Download illegally. It’s so much cheaper.
How you put a price tag on some Queen Latifah?
Hood’s the internet. Where I jack my tunes.
Stuck at ninty nine percent. Better make room.
Pigs arrest kids? Handcuff they Macs?
Not worried ‘bout my cut, worried ‘bout the tax.
Let’s keep it real, g. Chalkskin’s no cop.
Rip this song. Go ahead and load up.
(Hook.)
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
(Verse 2.)
Riot if there’s quiet. But I don’t wanna buy it.
Expand my diet. Be a versatile pirate.
Maybe sling some rock, ‘n try some Dokken.
Rolling Stones fill my Christmas stockin’.
Cowgirls: Taylor Swift. Kelly Clarkson.
Dolly Parton. Then leave the trailer park, son.
Pops knows art. He helps with this part.
Recommends Tchaikovsky and Mozart.
John Williams got a song about a killer shark.
Got one about space. One about a lost ark.
Enough with Bach. I want some Tupac.
Rip N.W.A. and Snoop Doggy Dogg.
You know Chalkskin’s a gangsta with a mouse.
Breakin’ into joints. Robbin’ from my house.
Sharing and caring, Metallica, it’s okay.
Don’t want “Enter Sandman” anyway.
(Hook.)
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
(Skit.)
CHALKSKIN:
All ya’ll best be gettin’ against that wall.
Aw! Pop’s cover that door.
Don’t be a hero, David Geffen!
Look, we’re walkin’ out of here. And our pockets are gonna be full of songs.
Gimme all your Maria Carey, and no one gets hurt!
(Verse 3.)
Get my stash. Then I dash, and we’re back on the street.
Load my tunes on my Zune, and we rock to the beat.
Sirens wail on my tail. Pigs at my back.
I get tense. Jump a fence like my name was Shaq.
Then we run, drop my gun, no time to stop.
We try, Chalk and I, duckin’ in some shop.
Back door of the store. We lose the cop.
Chalk said, “We dead. I’m sorry, Pop.”
Copper gotta chopper flyin’ overhead.
Radio they know where we fled.
Rally down the alley comes to it’s end.
Can’t go. Five oh got us cornered in.
Make a stand. The man won’t take us alive.
Fight all night. I might just even survive.
Bla-dow. Ka-pow. Ain’t the last I hear.
Sing along to the song playin’ in my ear.
(Hook.)
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
Load up. Load up.
Chalkskin’s got the game sewn up.
Download my music... So what?
The more you download the more I blow up.
Lyrics by M.C. Chalkskin and Estrella Ingram.
Music by D.J. Pop'N'Fresh and Godson.
Vocals by M.C. Chalkskin and D.J. Pop'N'Fresh.
Mixed and Mastered by Dre.
Synth: Godson
2011 copyright for all of "Fresh Donuts."