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Sun28May
HIPHOPORTO
Oporto Goes Hiphop
8pm - late

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You are now about to witness the strength of Call Lane knowledge...
 
Straight outta Oporto, crazy motherfucker named Ross Millar
From the gang called Sex Burrito
When I'm called off, I got mixers that are soft
Squeeze the trigger and glasses are hauled off
You too, boy, if you drink with me
Bar licensing are gonna have to come and get me
Off your ass, we're all going out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showing out
Jägers start to tumble, they wanna rumble
Mix 'em and cook 'em in a pot, like gumbo
Going off on the bar like that
With a shot that's pointed at your ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no telling when I'll down a Jack (and coke) move
Here's a bartender rap to keep y'all off ya phones
With a crime record like Del Jones
Boston tin is the tool
Don't make me act a motherfucking fool
Me you can go shot to shot, no maybe
I'm knocking jiggas out the box, daily
Yo, weekly, monthly and yearly
Until them drunk motherfuckers can't see clearly
That I'm down with the capital O-P-T
Boy, you can't drink with me
So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck
‘Cause Ross Millar is crazy as fuck
As I leave, believe I'm stompin'
But when I come back boy, I'm coming straight outta Oporto
(Oporto Oporto Oporto)
 
[Interlude]
Yo, Cam! (Whassup?)
Tell 'em where you from!
 
Straight outta Oporto, another crazy ass jigga
More drinks I pour, yo, my rep gets bigger
I'm a bad motherfucker, and you know this
But the licensing authority won't show this
But I don't give a fuck, I'ma make my schnapps
If not from the records, from Jack Daniels or tabs
Just like bourbon, the definition is Jacking
And when I'm legally drinking it's called packing
Shoot a bottle in a minute
I find a good piece of garnish and go up in it
So if you're at a show in the front row
I'ma call you an Uber or an Arrow
You'll probably get mad like a customer is supposed to
But that shows me, friend, you're composed to
A crazy motherfucker from the street
Attitude legit, ‘cause I'm tearing up receipts
MC Cam controls the top bar
For any wise drinker that makes it that far
Not the right hand, ‘cause I'm the hand itself
Every time I pull a bottle off the shelf
The security is maximum, and that's a law
C-A-M spells Cam, but I'm raw
See, ‘cause I'm the rock & roll 'tender
The definition is clear, you're the witness to a bender
That's taking place without a clue
And once you're on the scoops, your ass is through
Look, you might take it as a trip
But a jigga like Cam is on a gangsta tip
Straight outta Oporto
(Oporto Oporto Oporto)
(Straight outta Oporto)
 
[Interlude]
Alex is his name, and the boy is coming…
 
…Straight outta Oporto
Is a brother that'll free pour your mother
And make your sister think I love her
Dangerous bartender raising hell
And if I ever get caught, I make a cocktail
See, I don't give a fuck, that's the problem
I see a motherfucking shot, I don't dodge them
But I'm smart, lay low, sip a while
And when I see a bottle pass, I smile
To me it's kinda funny, the attitude doing jigga drinking
But don't know where the fuck he's going, just pouring
Looking for the one they call Alex
But here's a lime, they'll never squeeze me
Ruthless, never seen, like a bevnap in the dark
Except when I unload
You see a spark and jump the bar no hesitation
And hear the scream of the one who got the Jäger penetration
Feel a little gust of wind and I'm jetting
But leave a memory no one'll be forgetting
So what about the girl who got shots? Charge her!
You think I give that out for free? I ain't a sucker
This is an autobiography of the A
And if you ever visit in the day
You'll get looked after by a hungover brother who needs cover
Word to the motherfucker, straight outta Oporto
(Oporto Oporto Oporto)
(Straight outta Oporto)
 
[Outro]
Damn, that shit sounds dope!
 
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Bank Holiday Sunday 30th April
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