THIS IS A WEEKEND LONG JD!
Now, this is the story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the outcast of a website called bedge
In north portland born and raised
On the xbox was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some punks on halo 2
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin modding in the gulch of blood
I got killed like 60 times and my homie got mad
he said 'We're quittin this game and playin some wow'
I begged and pleaded with him day after day
But he made me an account and made me play
he gave me some gold and then he gave me my ticket.
I put my iTunes on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.
First class, yo this is bad
playin my shaman tossin totems in the grass.
Is this what the people of bedge living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait, I hear they annoying, boring, whine, and all that
Is bedge the type of place that they should send this cool cat?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the outcast of Bedge-Air
Well uh, then I got to 80 and when I got out
There was dave who looked like a cat standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get banned yet.
I just got here!
I mashed enter with the quickness, like lightening disappeared
I whistled for cab and when he came near
The sig said fifty two and he had red hair
If anything I can say is that cab was rare
But I thought 'Man forget it' - 'Yo home to the Junk Air!'
I pulled up to the GDT about seven or eight
And I yelled to cabbie 'Yo homes dont mod meh'
I looked to Ang
I was finally there
To sit on my own, as the outcast of bedge-air