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The History of Heyebrow
Just like the guy with the bright idea of seeing how much belly button lint he could collect (one shitload, to be precise), we decided to see how long our eyebrows could grow - not just in sheer length, but infused with cerebral gusto. What started slow at first quickly got out of control, leading to vigorous and continuous man-sculpting coupled with uncontrolled neuronal outgrowth. The immediate result was hot beats with crunchy bass lines (hotter than Paris Hilton's flat ass), bombtrack lyrics courtesy of Heyebrow MC and Stoopid Stuart, large mouth bass-catchin hooks, and Jeffrey - the Pet Snake that started it all. He's a dexterous reptile with hidden and sundry talents, such as knitting sweaters, raking leaves, making crepes, reveling in the comfy tightness of ball-hugging tighty whities, and straight whoopin that ass with a delicious mouthful of hot cross buns! We are Heyebrow Productions, destined to MAKE STUPID DUMB AGAIN...hey dickhead, will you join us in this epic quest???


The essence of the Brow...
Browbeatzzz
Get your Brow bent, helmet
We make beats for you to bob your noggin to...bitch
Infusion of the dome piece with Brow-bending pleasure, you hedon you

Heyebrow on the low down...
Smooth like butter, gonna butter up ya mutha - fuck a margarine
