I wrote this parody rap of Sonny Cheeba and U-god a few years ago...i
dug it up real quick to outline what the problem with camp lo was:

(7/9/97)
Sonny Cheeba:

Bubbalicious chocalate star with the goodie brown
ivory back scratcher me and you--trip to moracco
call me africana
exquisite places and times
lay down on the low with grapalicious divine
number one soul brother cashmere, terrycloth
streaming robes of silk and big loads of jumbiliyah
with the silver dollar lodged inbetween the ass crack
slippery when wet unexplainable bob ross portrait
in my back pocket with the girl that they call sophia
had to wonder if they would remove the golden pedal
diamonds and ice 14 carat cuff links
with the silver house slippers and a bear skin rug
a pound of caviar rolls royce, popeyes bisquits
and a record deal so i'm bound to go far
drink the bubbly slowly so i can stay icalicous
never pack the haagen daaz in my front glove box
eat the black popsicle lounging on a leather chair
under red lights why am i so nonsensical?

U-god:

Ginger cookies, marshmellows---chocolate chips
pour honey from your feet up to rounded hips
vanilla scented
i love you and i meant it
pour the cherry flavored oils
suck on your big toes
what does all this mean?
only sonny cheeba knows
meanwhile--courtside---i reminiss
set adrift with P.M. dawn----memory bliss
a sweet kiss all day lay in rose pedals
eat you til you scream and holler u god oh brother
amaretto homo erectus sugar water syrum
almonds and toffee, pythagorean theorum
puppy dogs and spices---all things nice
tubbs and crockett----miami vice
the most lovely as you stand above me
when we're married, i pray that you still love me
confessions from the man that punched holes into your belly
chilling on a persian rug eating guava gelly
rub it in your thighs----most beautiful eyes
billy dee, colt 45, st. ides
enough of this, as i begin to weep
my entire body trembles when i hear you speak
as i releive and relax--bid you adeiu
brace your self bitch i'm about to fuck you blue.

Raekwon outro:
Babble, Babble, gods, earths, naaameeen?, iced down, can't fuck
with my futuristic robotic pimped out gambino flow....

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That guy is fucking out there. Just think how crazy a ghostface/sonny
cheeba duo would be! That'd be some wild imagery right there...

But for real, he was the ONLY problem i had with this group. Geechi
Suede was real nice, and the beats on this album were the wild dopers.
Guest appearances by Dove and Butterfly....it was all real ill.

It's just that the 70's schtick was bound to get played. I dug it
when they came out, but if you look at it for what it was, it was a
gimmick. Gimmick groups usually don't last past minute rice (except
for das efx).

I'd be curious to hear what some new shit from them would sound like
though....how they would try to come back. If Geechi dropped some
solo shit i think it'd be damn bumpable.

wrote a song about it....like to hear it, here it go,

applesauce