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Ok, so we’ve been thinking about this song for about a year now, and finally decided to get to work on it! Once again I feel the need to point out the fact that I am too caucasian to rap, but I figured if Eminem can pull it off, why not give it a try?! Yes, we realize that this is quite lame, and it probably deserves any hate comments it’s going to get. It is far from a perfect video, but hey…we’re CRUMBYpics.

“My Lung”

Ain’t no other organ that can take your spot, my lung.

Lung I wrote this simple song you see, just to say how much you mean to me.
(you know that it’s true)

Don’t you know that you are beautiful?
Since you keep me breathing regular.
(thank you, thank you)

You and me we’ve been around the world,
deep breathing in and out it makes me whirl.
(I whirl)

So many organs you’re my favorite one, but there’s just one thing I need from you.
(Breathe that air through) – because –

When I see my smokin’ friends,
walkin’ down the street cigarette in hand,
I can see deep down inside their lungs are sayin’ “Don’t let me die”.
You have been my whole life, I’d die without you (maybe).
Lung, you amaze me.
What you do is crazy.
See all I want you to do is be my lung.
(So don’t give out)
My lung, (so don’t give out)
My lung, (so don’t give out)
Ain’t no other organ that can take your spot my lung, (so don’t give out)
My lung, (so don’t give out)
My lung, (so don’t give out)
Ain’t no other organ that can take your spot my lung,
lung, my lung, my lung.

Now if I ran a 20 mile race,
would you keep a steady breathing pace?
(Tell me would you?)

Inspiration don’t come easily.
Please don’t give out just like my kidney.
(In 1992)

See what’s the point in askin’ you this stuff,
’cause what you do is far more than enough.
(I just love you)

It’s a respiratory job well done,
lung, you’ve got to be my number one
(There’s no one like you) – because –

When I see my smokin’ friends,
walkin’ down the street cigarette in hand,
I can see deep down inside their lungs are sayin’ “Don’t let me die”.
You have been my whole life, I’d die without you (maybe).
Lung, you amaze me.
What you do is crazy.
See all I want you to do is be my lung.
(So don’t give out)
My lung, (so don’t give out)
My lung, (so don’t give out)
Ain’t no other organ that can take your spot my lung, (so don’t give out)
My lung, (so don’t give out)
My lung, (so don’t give out)
Ain’t no other organ that can take your spot my lung, lung,
my lung, (‘Aight it’s time to get it Rachie)
my lung. (I dunno what ya hesitatin’ for, girl).

You breathe air like a fan, exhale once again,
you were there that time scuba diving off Japan.
Listen lung, I don’t wanna be a mean man,
but if you got a minute, lemme give the game plan
’cause I’ve been a bad guy, now I’m worried I might die.
I’m havin’ trouble breathin’ and I don’t know why.
You don’t really wanna let the chance go by,
so come with me to the doctor guy.
Oh lung of mine don’t let me die,
let me live please won’t you try?
Back home they call me smoker guy, (why?)
Just because those cigs I guy. (puff puff)
I’d hate to have to cancel my vacation ’cause I’m ’bout to die.
I’m waitin’ for the reason why,
Don’t go do this, you’ll make me cry.
Hold up! What you mean misdiagnosis (what?)
Ne emphysema? (You got halitosis)
No oxygen tank, I’m free, I’m free!
Whippin’ past you like a winter breeze,
easy now, let’s take things slow,
because you had so far to go.
Breathing comes so easy now.
The way you work I don’t know how.

Check it…our video is now on TheLungChallenge.com, hoping to make a difference in the lives of those who watch it! http://thelungchallenge.com/play.php?vid=96

P.S.
Don’t smoke.

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