LOL here's a knock off
On a dark lonely back road, corn chips are the fare
Warm smell of burritos, rising up through the air
Not to far in the distance, I saw a turn to the right
My glock grew heavy and my plight grew grim
I had to stop for the night
There he stood in the driveway;
I recognized that smell
I was thinkin to myself
" This could be a buy or maybe a sell"
Then he lit up some home grown and pointed the way
There were voices from the barn down there,
And I heard them say.....
Welcome to Knappin Virginia,
Such an awesome place (No one's in your face)
Take it at your pace
Lots of rooms at the Big House Cabin
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here
His mind is twisted, he has a 4X4 that transends
He has a lot of rugged , caveman dudes he calls friends
Now they knap in the barnyard, 100 degree sweat
Some knap to remember, some knap to forget
Well I called up the Honcho
" Please bring me my shine"
He said " We haven't had that rot gut here since nineteen sixty nine"
Now those voices are calling , wanting me to stay
Wake you up like a shot in the night
Just to make you pray
Welcome to the Virginia Knappin
Such a weird place (such an awesome place)
Just a real rat race
Be high on the hog down at the knapin
There is no surprise and (no compromise)
Screw your alibis
Polished obsidian on the ceiling, Blackberry shine on ice
They said " We are all just prisoners here,cause we will not Slice.
In the big house chambers,They line up for the chow
They plate it with their lithic knives, But they cannot eat it now
And the last thing I remember.
I was standing by the door
They hit me with there pile of rocks,
and knocked me to the floor
" Relax said the head man"
We are programmed not to fake.
You can leave any time you want
But your rocks will cease to break.
Zuma