why are people so inconsiderate bitter
dick licorice here to give the listener illiterate
ramblings of a mad and shambling idiot mentally
sick of it "is he on that shit again?" questions end

over it and over again holding the pen while molding a
rented style into something while i shit in the den of
history's friends richer than ren and stimpy's flimsy catalogue
master of all rappers and after all that i

passed the ball back to y'all, stature imposing
ratchet with the racket sparring tracks with the holy ghost
canolis on deck come correctly with that intellect
indirectly deflecting easter eggs and then i eat her neck

i'm peter check parker web slinger mess lingers
on her dead fingers while her bed disintegrates from
interracial tension spring leaden things into her head and
dream of being god complex and crafty in an apache tent

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i'm fashion bent, with scads of friends my average
'ends feature a litre and racks in tens of
thousands mouses and men of which i am
neither keep her reaching for the starrrs but my bars defeat her

large and beaster bud, smokin a jesus blunt
cheese and chiefed keef for lunch i'm gettin
evened up we be dumber than your mother jeepers creepers
that's enough, you've had your fun now wrap it up

go slap some nuts, i ain't laughin bruh yes i am
the best damn rapper on the planet and the vested lamb
all death to drab afterthoughts strapped with all the
average talk after trackin this they had to bandage paws

ransom note in the vcr
where'd the car go? ld's garage
i seen the movie don't pause just leave it on
bitch hand me the pussy i'mma keep it cummin



if you don't give me the pussy you're a square
any talk not about pussy's pushing worthless air
i purchase a pair of curtains to lay her down in
the dirge in the lair surges, hercules slay her

with my mouth it's a mountain to climb but
how can i resist it? i been wantin to ride a big
donkey bitch this is my cue this is my song i'm
rockin the whipcrack while she poppin the dickstrap

a slick laughter sing-along recorded in a papa john's
whores lickin fingers off like they was holdin baklava
imposter bars get chocolate starfished
retarded and tossed out like mottled kid parsnips

i got a model's dick, hard shit hardly did a
thing but string a long rope and pull taut, skulls bought
and sold block ruptured under tons of hundreds clothing
and a bunch of fuckin bowie-impersonators hugging closely

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bitch i'm older than goat cheese
i stole more presents than the grinch and i don't leave
wrists bent with a pitched tent my dick said it's angry at you
pissed evidence shit left a swisher next to jay-z's statue

ladies? tattooed, with babies? "oh THATS who was
calling me!!" oughtta be more careful rockin all this d!!
...licious and delectable and edible genitals i'm a
general in the army made her spread her hole apart for me

in senegal instead of pall bearers i got ball carriers
one for each nut they stuffed my junk with a large harrier jet
and tested flights in night conditions wasn't really safe
chuckin blades like billy mays my silly gaze confuses you

oozin goo for fifty days, dude--i'm still insanely wasted
asian girls is hatin on my playeristic spacesuit,
tainted. i'm like a grapefruit but tasting me is eating money
bitch hand me the pussy i'mma keep it comin