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Anything goes, even PaRappa. ♫LYRICS♫ Yeah, yeah, we're gonna bring it down like this y'all. I'm gonna let my man PaRappa know that noodles rule the world. Yeah, yeah, that lil' slippery thing tastes so good all the time. Yeah, yeah, that's right. It goes a little something like this. Stay with me now, here we go. In parenthesis, let me stress the fact clearly. No matter what the deal, I crave for this dearly. The so-called noodles you find in spaghetti, are sweeter than idols, do damage like machetes. Without a doubt, I got da flow, comin at ya live, bring the place alive, every single day I jive. With the thought, comes my direct actions. Ask my followers, they'll say it's an addiction. Slurp it, suck it, I know you all like it. (Slurp it, suck it, I know we all like it.) Smell it, taste it, pasta in a market. (Smell it, taste it, fruit in a basket.) Chinese, Italian, Thai or Jamaican.
