[Jamie Madrox:]

My haunted head is filled with dead and awful things

Visions and images and the feelings that they bring

Heaviness and hopelessness, I focus on this feeling

In my heart and how they want to tear me down until I fall apart (Fall apart)

I pick myself up and realize I'm just living a dream

With a mask on my face everyday is Halloween (Halloween)

Born a nightmare but grew up in between

My tortured soul is just a ghost in the machine (In the machine)

Ego risers turn to trampolines

We bounce in the dead and the spirits unclean

Refreshing new purpose, we be the push by any means

Shove it like a trust fall for all to see

Hey look at me, I've been in situations the same as you (Same as you)

It's been a nightmare, what I'm going through (Going through)

I feel like I don't know what I'm supposed to do (Supposed to do)

They say they understand but they don't have a clue (Have a clue)

 

Holding my head up in times when I feel like I'm going down (Going down, down, down)

I feel the weight when the pressure surmounts (Pressure surmounts)

I am breaking down

Under pressure, under strain

Understand my mind's insane

It's too much, caving in

And every time feels like the end (The end)

 

[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]

My head filled with memories of blood on my hands

Things you've gotta do just to stack them bands

It's a thin line between friends and loose ends

Offering two cents when they truth bends

K-K-Kick you and all your knuckles

Pressure tightened belt buckles

Poke 'em down 'til they cold on the floor

See they not subtle, maggots infect my brain

Now they all drowning into puddles, look what I've become

Lost! (Lost) Get a grip

A.K. in my hands fully equipped

Try to leave me for the vultures, I adapt to it

And now it's everything they owe I'm coming back for it

Revenge is foolish without plans (Plans)

And everything easy for you to see up in the stands (Stands)

Meaning hindsight can only get your mind right (Right)

Sitting back in the darkness out of sunlight (Light)

Let go of the gun, right, stay in your head tight

 

[Jamie Madrox:]

Holding my head up in times when I feel like I'm going down (Going down, down, down)

I feel the weight when the pressure surmounts (Pressure surmounts)

I am breaking down

Under pressure, under strain

Understand my mind's insane

It's too much, caving in

And every time feels like the end (The end)

 

[Monoxide:]

You're looking for the wrong place, I think you found it

Welcome to my dark space, my medulla oblongata

And like a car chase, if I'm the driver, my sanity's so far away

So why bother?

I've been abandoned by family

So Our Father, is it your way of damning me?

I feel like there's nobody understanding me

Holler, nothing but enemies pulling me up underwater

And they hope to take me away from my son and my daughter (Daughter)

If you pray to God you better call her

'Cause I'm about to bring 'em all to slaughter

There's something in my head and it keeps telling me to murder, murder, murder

All my enemies and I'm starting to think maybe I oughta

Nothing in my head feels right

Fuck it all instead, real life

I just want to know what being wrecked feels like

But I cannot control it

So I should not pretend I might get it right (Get it right, get it right)

 

[Jamie Madrox:]

Holding my head up in times when I feel like I'm going down (Going down, down, down)

I feel the weight when the pressure surmounts (Pressure surmounts)

I am breaking down

Under pressure, under strain

Understand my mind's insane

It's too much, caving in

And every time feels like the end (The end

[Monoxide Child:]

Sometimes it could be much harder

When you feel like becoming a target

Gotta embrace the bullseye and

Let em all know that they're looking in a mind of a monster

Looking for anybody who wanna regard this

I don't want any money I wanna leave em heartless

I just wanna tell them if I had it my way

You'd never have a motherfucking heart to start with

 

Let's go! Can anybody show me the way to my soul

Keeping it wicked in every way I know

But I get lost, like a missed toss, and the ball goes out the window

Not a motherfucking role model

"We don't die" it'll be the only motto

'Bout to break down everyone of you hoes

I make sure the world knows who's weak and hollow

 

I'm a beast to follow, let it all looking for a beat to swallow

It'll be 52 weeks tomorrow, since I started

My killin' the weak shit embargo

 

Hid em all in precious cargo, ego killer, wanna sleep like all go

Maybe I'll save the world tomorrow

But right now your time is borrowed

 

[Hook - Jamie Madrox, Monoxide Child:]

Breakdown!

(I can hear em callin' I can't stop from fallin')

Someone save me now!

(I'm just so confused now, feeling used and let down)

Breakdown!

(I can hear em callin' I can't stop from fallin')

Someone save me now!

(I'm just so confused now, feeling used and let down)

I-I can hear em callin' I can hear em callin' fallin' down

I'm just so confused now, feelin' used and let down. Fallin'

 

[Jamie Madrox:]

Feel it real in your heart, like it's ride or die shit

It's a cold ass world, better pack an ice pick

And bring it down to the depths of this

Over shadow respecting this

Expecting this to be conceited and heavenless

But never live, never settle again, any better when

Life's weighing my patience, making me feel heaven

And if I have any real feelings, that's relevant

Blessed to never forget like an elephant

Don't fit like shotgun shells up in the derringer

Amongst the square pegs feeling more like a cylinder

Swing to the symphony, metrodone

And the musical gravitation are pullin' ya

Close for microphones and earholes are fitted with zeros

Or forked tongues waking the dead

Makin' some new foes, a simple stain

And permanent pain on a mission to take the clear throat

Y'all know this attractin' hope

But the lack there of be the true scope but no rope

Scapegoats and sailboats soon become

Sinking ships with escape rafts of cut throats

Stay afloat cause we back again, and we destined to crack heads

We just found in the top 10, the rest can drop dead

There's no stoping when the twins are infectin'

With Twiztid connection

 

[Hook - Jamie Madrox, Monoxide Child:]

Breakdown!

(I can hear em callin' I can't stop from fallin')

Someone save me now!

(I'm just so confused now, feeling used and let down)

Breakdown!

(I can hear em callin' I can't stop from fallin')

Someone save me now!

(I'm just so confused now, feeling used and let down)

I-I can hear em callin' I can hear em callin' falli down

I'm just so confused now, feelin' used and let down. Fallin

Intro: Freeced]

It's the Muppet Show Cypher, with our very special guest: uh, half of nerdcore!

(Ahem, I got a frog in my throat)

 

[Verse 1: Kermit the Frog (Freeced)]

No sesame! This frog ain't one for the kids

Talk to Goggles and Croaker, it's water under the bridge

Coppers always act disturbed by Kermie coming up big

Every cuffing season I got trouble with pigs

I've been hip-hoppin' since my days in the swamp

Wavin' arms the way that Mr. Dawson taught me to talk

I keep Glocks for my TV spots

I got sausages and coffee pots and easy shots

I'm able to gloat, a fable 'til the day that I croak

Flow so cold, I'm happy I was made from a coat

You can take Manhattan! Take the whole damn scene!

I got a pad on every lake, it's kinda easy makin' green

 

[Verse 2: Gonzo the Great (Dan Bull)]

Back up the forklift, unload the crate

Give a round of applause for Gonzo the Great

I know most folk don't want smoke today

But my flow's explosive, so bombs away!

 

All hail the Great Gonzo-rella!

Am I he? Am I she? Am I omnigender?

Check "none of the above", love, I'm whatever!

Bock bock-bockerk-kerk! Come on Camilla!

Nobody's gonna be telling me what is and isn't canon

When my salary decrees, I make my livin' in a cannon

And I have for zotons, Gonzo's the boss hog

Was lost, but don't wanna go home to Oznog

 

[Verse 3: Rizzo the Rat (JT Music)]

You can leave it to me to put the rat in the race

I'm in it for the cheese like I'm trapped in a maze

Got anything to eat? I'll be snackin' all day

Who took my jelly beans?! Oh, I stashed them away...

Don't look to Rizzo for a rat that is brave

But I know slapstick like a smack in the face

Always comin' up with something sarcastic to say

Any kind of fourth wall, I will happily break

'Cause me and Gonzo know how to handle stories

But don't look down, I can't handle stories!

Despite my massive fear of heights

Nothing'll come between me and my appetite

 

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[Verse 4: Scooter (LittleFlecks)]

Scoot over! This Muppet's here to show the ropes (Whoa)

My uncle runs the theater, but I stole the show (Whoa)

While not quite the puppeteer, I am the gofer, so (Wow)

When it's time to bust some lyrics, then I gofer flow (Wow)

Got a load of roles that I'm supposed to manage

Want some toast to go? You got it!

Want some cocoa? Bro, you'll have it!

Want a fabric that's rappin' so rapid as if it's fast fashion

I'm jackin' this track up with the flashy green track jacket

Ask how I rep that swell drip, I'm selfless

I could fill a well big clipboard with felt tips

Tech boss and I like computers

But no desktop has a drive like Scooter's

 

[Verse 5: Fozzie Bear (McGwire)]

Lemme get the crowd warmed up 'til they hem and they haw

Think it's all dried up? I could get a guffaw

Can't nobody rope the dope, I flow control and I host the show

'Til they know fo sho I got jokes, yo

Ay, what do they call a bear who pulls jokes on folks that get old?

Unbearable (Un-bear-able, haha!)

The show goes on, yeah, I'm just sayin'

I won't stop 'til we're all famous

Ya da da da, da-da dah! Hah!

 

[Interlude 1, spoken: Statler & Waldorf (The Stupendium) ]

You know what?

What?

Whenever I hear Fozzie Bear, my first thought is always "McGwire"

Yeah! "McWhy're" we still listening?

*Laughing*

 

[Verse 6: Dr. Bunsen Honeydew & Beaker (The Stupendium)]

We're Muppet Labs, and we came to say

"This is where the future's being made today!"

Oh dear, you can hear that my rhymes are rather tragic

That's precisely why we've built the Muppet Labs Rap-O-Matic

One flip of a switch and I'll be spitting completely

Meep meep mee mee mee mo

Meep meep meep mee mee mee mee mee!

The risk of a glitch? Don't be ridiculous Beakie!

Hm, bit of a hitch, seems it is overheating...

 

Beakie, did you forget to check the lexical accelerator?

As you can see, my assonant speed is fast as can-

Beakie, check the breaker!

Twiddle the knobs, rip out a cog

Hit the lyrical clock with a brick or a rock!

Now my hippity-hop is the tippety-top

But I think we should stop and be switching it off!

 

Oh! Oh, Beakie, you broke it!

Mee?!

That will be coming out of your paycheck

Meep meep mee mee mee mo, mo...

 

[Verse 7: Dr. Teeth (Freshy Kanal)]

Smoke kief with the show's chief, I'm the brainstem

Most peeps don't got soul beats payin' their bills

Tones deep through my nose, breathin' the mayhem

Cold beast with the gold teeth, call me Bear Grylls

Organ got them pipes, and I got the piece ready

Turned cathedrals to theaters, and left the seats sweaty

You ain't never getting bored when I slam the keys heavy

Yeah, the call me doctor 'cause I keep the beat steady

I ain't one for G major, skippin' over the beat break

Improvise what my sheets say, flippin' into a key change

I'm countin' all my dough while they're jammin' to my cheesecake

Gold records sold as my legacy gets replayed!

 

[Verse 8: Rowlf the Dog (Connor Quest!)]

That mad mutt Muppet, you must muffle and muzzle him

Flow is so dirty, there's much mud and muck muddled in

Tatty and unkempt, so actually the main G

Couldn't tame me with a chain leash or lame treats

Take a big pause... (Arf! Arf! Arf!)

Like a St. Bernard stompin'

The kennels goin' off, even got Churchill noddin'

While there's a frog in your throat, it's like Kermit's coughin'

I'm a Great Dane, you're mundane, it's done, mate

Underdog's winnin' this eight ways to Sunday

Lookin' all puzzled like the throw was faked

You better chuck us a bone, or we can do this the ruff way

 

[Verse 9: Animal (Shwabadi)]

Yeah, let me kick it back a couple decades and be frank for a sec'

I'm the baddest beast to bring a beat and bang on a set

Who's the maddest of the band? I think you'll hazard a guess

Rappers jealous of the fattest chain that hangs 'round my neck

Uh, sanity ain't pals with me, it hangs by a thread

No sticks? No problem, I'm just bangin' my head! (Okay!)

 

Yeah, ask around, I'm the man they fear

Skirt chasin' vermin, y'all should get the women outta here

D.R.U.M. Say the word and I might appear

Bang ba-bang ba-bang-bang! Onomatopoeia!

Eclectic playin', electric mayhem!

You need another banger? Aight bet, just say when!

 

[Interlude 2, spoken: Statler & Waldorf (The Stupendium)]

You know Shwabadi calls himself the "Were-bear"?

He does?

Yeah! Because listening to him "wears" you down!

And I can't "bear" it!

*Laughing*

(Oh, it's the pig)

 

[Verse 10: Miss Piggy (Chi-Chi)]

Make way for moi! Everywhere I go, I leave you in awe

Yeah, I'm the pink diva with the mean chutzpah

High class, en masse, hold the hem and haw

Refined, devine, beg your pardón?

You upstage me?! Hiii-yah!

 

Some say I'm way too much, but I say they're not enough!

When I make a scene, I'm gettin' that green

And I ain't just talkin' bucks

Au revoir mon cher! My time is up!

(W-wait, that's all I get?!)

 

[Verse 11: Sam Eagle (NemRaps)]

Hrmph! Look at all this nonsense around me

The lack of decency and integrity is astounding! (My word!)

This cypher has gotten out of control

These misfit degenerate freaks have got to go (Yes)

We needed some American rappers on the stage

We should've called Iggy Azalea, maybe Drake

So proud! So majestic

You should know I am not the birdie to mess with

Mr. Kermit, here's a suggestion;

Perhaps don't add buffoonery in the next bit?!

A bunch of weirdos and nerdies

It's hard to soar with eagles when you work with turkeys

 

[Verse 12: Pepe the King Prawn (BassedOlaf)]

(Yeah) Okay? Now listen what I gotta say

Watch me tippy-toe on stage as I do ballet

The shellfish with the drip and the ice

Dwayne Swanson look-alike, you won't believe that this prawn actually fried your rice

 

Okay? I'm a prawn, not a shrimp

I'm a player, not a simp

I got married and got kids

The martial artist himself, Goro in disguise

Master of tae-prawn-do, catch you by surprise

 

Okay? Now prawn-to as I finish this up

The angel in the heart, the Muppen that will make you laugh

Dios mio! Where's my manners? I forgot to say

I'm Pepe the King Prawn! Okay?!

 

[Verse 13: Lew Zealand (Bonecage)]

A fish is a normal fish if it lives and it swims in a pond or crick

And it doesn't exist as a fried dish served with chips

And it's also not a boomerang fish

Flying fishy boomerang!

 

I'm sardine to wreak haddock, but salmon's gotta do it (That's terrible)

Tilapia be the dude, throw a fish around the room

But barramundi when I do, it's coming right back to you

 

[Verse 14: The Swedish Chef & Singing Food (The Stupendium)]

Time to make way for one flavorsome Scandinavian

Toss your pots across the shot and get your aprons

Handy Scandi antipasti vigilante in the pantry

Flambéed Ramsay in a van and sent him packin' with some Gaviscon

I used to trust a Blunderbuss when huntin' for the chicken

But they sent me a Beretta when Jim Henson left the kitchen

Disobedient ingredients really need to quit their bitchin'

Felt is mighty high in fibre, and my fritter finger's itchin'!

 

He doesn't "carrot" all, he won't "lettuce" get away

This "caper" won't re-"lentil" he gets his five a day

And if this is the "endive" "shallot" I wanna say

"Swede" "beet"-ing up the "celery"sn't worth the measly pay

(I don't wanna "daikon"!)

 

Tell me, who's gonna listen to a talking gourd?

Check my lingo when the lingonberry sauce gets poured

If you're in a pickle fixin' up a smorgasbord

Well, the bestest recipes all have a børk børk børk!

 

[Outro: Statler & Waldorf (The Stupendium), Kermit the Frog (Freeced)]

Say, that's the end of the cypher! Why didn't we get a verse?!

A verse? I'm "averse" to makin' this thing any longer!

*Laughing*

This was a terrible idea

That's it

Good grief...

Lyte:]

One fucking question: tell me, where my Juggalos at

This life is a blessing thank God that I chose rap

Wicked clowns in your town know that the shows packed

Down 'til I'm in the ground everybody knows that

Fill 'em when I get it so you better get the medic

I'm about to blow motherfuckers wig back - dig that

Breaking ya bones like a twig- crack

Put it in the box like a Big Mac run and tell the pigs that

I said "Fuck the police til I'm dead!"

At least I'm a beast in my head

I'm violent 'cause a riot, now bye Fed!

I'm all in you, fallin' and ballin' like west group

Really never had money, never got a checkbook

Stress took away 'cause I got it down dead rook

Know that I'm fresh loose, leavin' the rest shook

Higher and higher and this flow she die for

And I know this hydro that I blow is fire

Just like a pyro, so check out my bio

I'm horned like a rhino and women admire

Young lizzle, hotter than the sun sizzle

'Bout to do my thug dizzle, 'bout to blow up like scud missle

Psychopathic hearthrob heart guy- I could make a tongue drizzle

Thats official. Professional juggalo prolo

Fuck on my team, that's a no-no

Respect that logo

This show, ho, what I stand fo'

Psychopathic Records my fam-o

Better watch, I'm about to eat ammo

Cause I am the Juggalo Rambo

Underground down, like a manhole

The mainstream cannot handle

I got shit for brains, I'm switching lanes

With the hatchet man sticker on that Lambo

Goin' HAM, bro, party 'til the bar closed

Car loads of hoes get swiped like barcodes

Bottle full of narcos up on the ceiling at Harpos

Only at our shows

I'm a rockstar slash monstar

I know I'm goin' fuckin' high star

I got a show to wreck, psychopathic soul to check

Your city I'ma bop hard

Then I stun a motherfucker, you ain't even gotta wonder

I'mma hit you with that thunder, I'm Godzilla!

Fuck you, my squad reala

Deep past that mob killa

Voodoo, Clay, Shaggs, J, Lyte and that ninja Ouija

Its all over, never weepy

Say at the door when you see me

Fuck the TV, the radio, this only for a select few

The only way I'll ever bury this hatchet is deep in your neck when I end you

 

[Violent J:]

Throw up your sign, blow up your nine

Paw, pap, click, pop!

Skull, cap, spit, slop!

Fall back, click, chop!

All that, slick, hot!

Draw, gat, kick, drop!

Jaw, jack, get shot!

Sword play and quick stomp!

It seems the demon lives deep inside of me

Crying, it's dyin' to kill, kill, kill

Deep in my heart, it's the oddity part

Please, slaughter me, I'm promising I'd oughta be killed

Throbbing, my arteries, always it startles me

Sure to bring murder and kill, kill, kill

Gotta be outta me, shock or lobotomy!

I can't take this out of me, I wanna be killed

What's Juggalo love if you're not a Juggalo

And you got a lotta bullshit, a whole lotta ho shit

Nobody know that ya owe shit

On a whole lotta old shit, got a whole lot of bullshit

Kinda wanna throw shit, kinda wanna throat slit

Kinda wanna go get a four fifth and hold it

Load it, run up in sauna and explode it

Down the road into a Benihana and unload it

[*gunshot*] Oh shit, you so lit

Blow shit in half and laugh, they don't know shit

Smoke shit, go kid, full clip

Wall of glass, you broke it, dope shit

Hocus pocus, need to focus

Though, don't blow this please

Triggers squeezing, chokin'

On these enemies croaking, bleeding, soaking

Greedy wipe up, weedy tokin'

Screaming "heed the viper!"

In deep, preoccupied and hyper

Need it but fails, scope in a sniper

Who proceeded to open fire, BLAOW!

Now he need a diaper

We bleed for the fam, ain't right for you

[?] Psypher do

We fat chicks, hicks, black dicks, clits

Psychics, bikers, dykers, fags

Slackers, crackers, junkies, druggies

Thugs, scrubs, rubber necks and hags

Slugs, hackers, bums, lackers

Winners, sinners, tweekers, drag queens

Richies, bitches, geezers, kiddies

Jerks, experts, fats flirts and gypsies

With ADD, HIV, Hep C

Epilepsy, asthma, stress and zits

Arthritis, meningitis

Crones, herpes, scabies and bitch tits

We movers, shakers, plumbers, painters

Undertakers, pizza makers

Lumberjacks, nuns for crack

Some get slapped and stumble back!

But we real to each other, bust 'em up, bust 'em up

Slug 'em up, slug 'em up, buck 'em up, buck 'em up

And we die for each other, gag 'em up, gag 'em up

Slug 'em up, slug 'em up, bag 'em up, bag 'em up

Ride 'em out, ride 'em out, take 'em out, take 'em out

Drag 'em out, drag 'em out, break it out, break it out

Chop it up, chop it up, risk stacks

Lop it up, drop it in fish snacks

 

[Big Hoodoo:]

My flows paint a portrait

Vividly, heaven's gate

My homeboys is insane

Literally Leather Face

I spit pure cocaine

Let it mentally resonate

It starts to sink in

Watch you physically levitate

Juggalo love and it's universal

My style's authentic and my words are hurtful

Truth when I give it, no gimmick, raw with it

All in it, y'all get it real fucking with the famo

Kush, cocaine, and gang load of ammo

Is all I keep on me, please don't sleep on me

Underground overlord, combat is my sport

Front line in a war, they ain't really ready for it

I'm rolling deep with fam

Loadin' up the yeapa

Niggas curl up when the Reaper comes

Start yellin' like Chewbacca

Hoodoo suited up and dressed to kill

I ain't nothing but a mobster

I go hard for the Juggalo nation

Spit in a face if anybody wanna say somethin' otherwise

Ride high when I fly by with my guys

All to so hell 'boutta break loose

Show you how to make moves like a double O G

From the hood, low key

Everybody know me I've been getting my grind on

Detroit had my back way before I signed on

I've got the whole city down ready to ride on

With Juggalo love everybody can vibe on (Vibe on)

 

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]

It's Juggalo love 'cause that shit lasts

Every other love was shut off

Disagree? Fuck your bitch ass

You can fuck the fucking fuck the fuck off

You lick balls and your kid's soft

I'll sock your whole head bald, wig off

Rock your lid off, get hip tossed

Get lost and get kicked in your lip gloss

I ticked off a hick named Hoss that I ripped off

My bitch-made boss to the quick wash

The dick payed raw, so I lipped off

Switchblade to his jaw, made his shit fall

Quick, I dipped in his whip and zipped off

I kick balls and slit pussy lip walls

You told me to get lost, 'cause I get sauce

And fucked this girl in the butt 'til my dick soft

She like dick sauce, her clit's soft, man

So she get tossed, then shit can

Tried to beat it up and lost, the chick boss

Left in my drawers backwards, criss cross

(Jump!) Get the wig wash, to a stick gloss

Dope, black, fat, Rick Ross

My shit [?], big costs

So cold [?] my shit frosts

Straight to the chop chop, nope, never got pop

Juggalo love, move anything you got, hot

My brother [?] we down, he'd clown

Always gonna be around, D town beat down

Juggalo love any time you hear the beat pound

Everyday we put our feet down to the street sound

From Guantanamo Bay to Greek town

It's Juggalo love, but I won't turn your freak down

 

[Legz Diamond:]

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, from the label that runs beneath the streets, we present to you, the latest and greatest hatchet man, from the trash fires of Detroit, Murderous, by way of Sin City, Las Vegas, Ouija"

 

[Ouija Macc:]

Ay, hold up

Coming up in the bitch swangin'

Leaving ya fucking head rangin'

Hey wait, Hatchet man hangin'

All on my necc and that motherfuccer blangin'

Pull up or shut the fucc up 'cause you know that you busters ain't finna do nothing

Couple of holes in your face and I'm lighting your fuckin' ass up like a pumpkin

Technically, that is a vegetable, now you are no longer able to function

Kicking that baby spit I wonder who dick you been sucking

Thinking it's gravy bitch I got that biscuit and I'm dumping (Boom)

Bunch of killers in the function

Pile of haters in the dungeon

Holy shit we 'bout to crush em'

You fucking stupid if you thought we wasn't

Lyte with me bout to rush em'

Kill em' all end of discussion

Suckers claiming what they ain't

Leave em' dripping like some paint

I ain't even gotta rap

I was waiting for the shank

Taking wicked shit back

Y'all been making that shit fake

Sneak dissing little bitches

We ain't nibblin' the bait

Pop off and get knocked off ya nose chopped off of yo face

Hop off in that moth coffin, your broad offer me brace

Who in the fuck did you thought it was

Living the bottom of every murderer

Ouija the goblin the demon the gurgler

Thought they were burglar they never heard of her

Creature like me I'm unheard of

Jump on a track like a hurdler

Foreign bitch in a chopper

Sin city baby burn it up

They found a third of the bitch that I killed in the woods

But they never discovered the cabin

I got your bitch in the cabin

She off a bean and she laughing

Next day you blowing my phone up

Asking me what the fucc happened

Sorry fell off of the wagon

Right into the medicine cabinet

Comet with a come up bullshit but I'm crushing every fuckin' thing in front of me

My moment has arrived

Duck and I slide

Juggalo love on my side

That shit ain't ever gon' die

Run up on me and my posse we gon' see

What's poppin' when I let my chopper decide

Bullets collide

Crumble your skeleton, blood into gelatin

Who wanna die

Better hope all y'all hear this shit

Ouija Macc came here to peel this shit

Never been shot but I drilled this shit

Zipped the body bag up when I kill this shit

For the knockoff brand trying to steal that shit

For the mainstream trying to conceal that shit

Frontin' on me you a stale ass bitch

You gonna ask yourself why you did that shit

No implants this some real ass shit

The whole gang in the game bout to spill this shit

People in the back won't miss this shit

Like the blind do braille you can feel this shit

Sure need some barbed-wire to rip this shit

Fatality mode let me finish it

Never forget who the family is

And the place you discovered the wicked shit

 

[Outro:]

I just wanna celebrate ('Cause Juggalos don't die!)

I just wanna celebrate (Cause we seventeenin'!)

I just wanna celebrate ('Cause Juggalos don't die!)

I just wanna celebrate (Yeah, motherfucker!)

Ay, ay, you bitter, we glitter

Quit pressin' albums up, you shouldn't litter

Yeah, straight wicked shit spitters

Juggalo for life, no quitters

 

[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope]

Midnight, full moon, blood curdling howls

Soulless body, empty shell, hollow

Spiraling rabbit hole, chew me up, swallow

Empty fifth bottle, finna jump, follow

Rubber boy bouncin' back with a bone-crackin' scowl

Bodies buried booty up, no pantalones, shit's fowl

Drop an anvil in a pillow case, no conscious, no sorrows

Knockin' nuggets off they neck piece like there's no tomorrow

Evacuate your bowel with a snarl and a growl

Your underoos are now sour, no TP, no towel

Cops ask you who did it (Who?) Sounded like a owl

But never catch me 'cause I greased they pockets up, Thurston Howell

The sun go down, no bitches safe, that's when I'm on the prowl

You do not know how to gut a ho? Wеll, let me show you how

Wear thеir skin back to they residence, I sit down and I chow

All these fools are next, that's how a cartoon goon gets down

 

[Chorus: Violent J]

Opposition part cartoon, and part goon

Shot him with a harpoon

He's the illustration that'll seal your fate

Animated in a killin' state

Now we headed back to drawin' board, 'cause it's clear

We need this cartoon to disappear

Now we headed back to drawin' board, and we fly

We need this cartoon goon to die

 

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]

I see a juicy booty broad joggin', broad day

I'm big chief and got my nubs on some nub, Peyote!

Gotta stop and pinch my own self, make sure I'm okay

It's like someone practicin' dribblin' her panties

Perfection comes from practice, and patience will pay off

When I sniff on the spices, I'll eat your fuckin' face off

When it comes to murder tools, one company is trusty

ACME caters to murderers with a money-back guarantee

Now everybody wanna go to Heaven for eternal peace

Hey, nobody wanna die today, why? Shit is cray

Your beggin' is for nothin', shit can that shit, okay?

Your soul leaves your corpse, but with me your body stays

Unspeakable things, they comin' your way

All you see is muzzles flashin', pushin' back your toupee

When they finally put this goon down, that'll be the day

You hear all these mother fuckers cheerin' "Hooray!"

Put dynamite in your mouth, like a square, light it up

One bullet's all it takes, blow your fuckin' head up

Drop a piano on your head from a building, top floor

But wait, that's not it, hold up, there's more

Paint a tunnel on a wall, and I chase you top speeds

Send your remains to your mama, small box is all we need

Now here we go wit' a twist, put a shotgun in my face

Blow my hat backwards, but cartoon goon still in place, bitch

 

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[Chorus: Violent J]

Opposition part cartoon, and part goon

Shot him with a harpoon

He's the illustration that'll seal your fate

Animated in a killin' state

Now we headed back to drawin' board, 'cause it's clear

We need this cartoon to disappear

Now we headed back to drawin' board, and we fly

We need this cartoon goon to die

 

[Verse 3: Violent J]

I got the mayday, SOS, big distress

I'm vacay in Jamaica tryin' to catch some rest

But this F on my chest means I'm blessed with fresh

And quick to avenge all my friends with less

Now I assume this goon is a cartoon

You can blow him up, boom, his whole shape resume

And so I stretch him, flex, wreck, with that he finna break

He elastic, snap back, right back he into shape

Ideas are minimal, restrictions are endless

This thug's animated, only one way to end this

It worked for SpongeBob and his fat homie Patrick

How the fuck I ain't think of this only tactic?

The cartoon goon soon met an eraser

What's left? We drank to his death, no chaser

One drawing left, hangin' in a museum

Under the cartoon goon, it only says "damn"

 

[Chorus: Violent J]

Opposition part cartoon, and part goon

Shot him with a harpoon

He's the illustration that'll seal your fate

Animated in a killin' state

Now we headed back to drawin' board, 'cause it's clear

We need this cartoon to disappear

Now we headed back to drawin' board, and we fly

We need this cartoon goon to die

Before I check the mic (check, check, one, two)

I give it an extra swipe with a Lysol disinfectant wipe (good evening)

Coronavirus in effect tonight

Antiseptics on deck, I got every type (yeah)

I throw on my tux, then I (yeah) give zero fucks, then I (yeah)

Act like a jockstrap (uh), cup my nuts, then I (yeah)

Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)

Then call the pallbearer (yeah)

It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why stop?

Overkill like a pipe bomb in your pine box

You're all hitched to my cock (what?)

Went from punchin' a time clock to getting my shot

Then treated it like a cyclops

Like it's the only one I got

And my thoughts are like nines cocked (chk-chk)

Every line's obscene, pervertedest mind, got the dirtiest rhyme stocked

That's why there's parental advising (visine) every time I drop (eye drop)

So throw on the theme to Alfred, I'll channel him like the Panama Canal

But how could I get up in arms about you saying trash is all that I put out?

Bitch, I still get the bag when I'm putting garbage out

Plus, the potty mouth, I'm not about to wash it out

The filthiest, so all this talk about "I'm washed up", how preposterous

Because if cleanliness is next to godliness

It's obvious that it's impossible for me to be beside myself

And I'm 'bout that capital like a proper noun

Still on top the pile

Got me sitting on numbers like a pocket dial

Quick to call you out on your bullshit

Don't make me give that crock a dial

'Cause if I do, it's see you later, alligator

Made it out the trailer, then I made a vow to cater to no one

So hate, I've gained about the same amount that's in my bank account

So here's some more shit for you to complain about, I say the

Bars that never slack, but always get attacked (yeah)

I think they're gunnin' for me, it's startin' to feel like that

Like I'm marked, 'cause when I rap, it's like fallin' on my back in a tar pit

'Cause I have this target on my back (ew, yuck)

But if I ever double-crossed my fans and lost my Stans

I'd probably pop five Xans (yeah)

Go in my garage, start my van

Inhale as much carbon monoxide and exhaust I can

And doze off like

But odds like that, with these thoughts I have's

Like a giant getting squashed by ants

If this is the test of time, I'd pass with flying colors

Like I just tossed my crayons (tossed my crayons)

Small, medium, and large size cans

Sanitizers of all types, brands, cost nine bands

Which is a small price for Lysol wipes and

If my palms brush across my pants, I wash my hands

Shit, hold on, man

Motherfucker

Happy birthday to-

Fuck (shh, quiet)

I sit in silence in candlelit environments

Sipping Wild Irish while getting violent

Homicidal visions when I'm spitting like this

But really I'm just fulfilling my wish of killing rhymes

Which is really childish and silly, but I'm really like this

I'm giving nightmares to Billie Eilish, I'm Diddy's side bitch

What the fuck? Hold on, wait

"I'm Diddy's side bitch?"

Oh, I'm still east side, bitch

So until the E-N-D, since EPMD

Been givin' y'all the business (yeah), D-R-E and me (yup)

From the MMLP to MTBMB (bitch)

Bitch, it's 2020, you still ain't seein' me (haha)

So call me Santa Clause (Santa Clause)

'Cause at the present (yeah), I out-rap 'em all, I'm at the mall

Got your bitch in a bathroom stall, she could suck a basketball (uh)

Through a plastic straw (yeah) with a fractured jaw (damn)

My dick is coat check (ha), she wanna jack it off (yeah)

I'm so far past the bar, I should practice law

Mentally, I'm fucked up General Lee (duh)

Dukes of Hazzard car (yeah), get the cadaver dogs

'Cause this is murder, murder and you'll get murked, murked

This music 'bout to kill you, brr, brr (brr)

This chicken hit my phone, she said, "Chirp, chirp"

I said, "Hut, hut, hike your skirt, skirt"

Then go eat some worms, like the early bird

What the fuck is love? That's a dirty word

Make me fall in it, there's not a girl on Earth

Or any other planet, that's a world of hurt

And I won't buy a designer, 'cause I don't pander (panda)

But I'm back with so many knots, I need a chiropractor (damn)

And this the final chapter, 'cause I'm either frying after

Or they gon' give me the needle (what?) like a vinyl scratcher (DJ)

Yeah, I'm a card, like Hallmark

At Walmart with a small cart buying wall art

And y'all who claim to be dogs aren't

No bite, like a tree, mostly just all bark, arf, arf

But y'all pickin' the wrong tree

They call me dog because I'm bar king (bark, bark)

And I got a lot, yeah, like where cars park

I'd describe it as bowling (why?) ball hard (ball's hard)

'Cause the gutter's where my mind is and when

It's in this frame, better split like the five and the ten

'Cause without a second to spare, I'm strikin' again

And when the beat is up my alley, I go right for the pens (pins)

The cypher begins

I'm talkin' smack like heroin, the mic's a syringe

It's like a binge, Vicodin, I would liken to tin

My mind is a recycling bin

There's no place I never been

But I never budge and I never bend

You hyperextend on me, this game's life, it depends

Like adult diapers for men

Even when I'm rappin' less stellar

It's sour grapes, I still whine, I'm the best seller

Like a trey deuce, spray you as these shots penetrate through Dre's booth

And go straight through your grapefruit, no escape route

So you won't leave here just scathed with a few scrape wounds

Your ass is grass and I am not gonna graze you

But if bars were semi-mac's, I'd be the Mad Hatter

'Cause I got so many caps, and you don't have any straps (nah)

So you'd be a fitted (yeah), so don't act like you fittin' to snap

Bitch, I'll pee on your head like a Phillies hat (haha)

No stoppin' me, you're on a window shopping spree

Bitch, you probably go broke at the Dollar Tree

You never buy shit, all you ever cop's a plea

You're always punkin' out like Halloween

You rather opt to flee, you need to stop it, punk

Homie, you're not a G, act like you got the pump

And you're gonna cock the heat or get the Glock and dump

Bitch, if you shot a tree, you wouldn't pop the trunk

Yeah, and I'm buddies with Alfred, we about to

Disembowel them, gut 'em and scalp 'em, yeah

This is 'bout to be the bloodiest outcome

'Cause we gon' make you bleed with every cut from this album

So I'm choppin' 'em up like Dahmer

The nut job with the nuts that are bigger than Jabba the Hutt

I'm in the cut, and I'm out for the blood

It's lookin' like it's that time of the month

Carvin' 'em up with the bars while I sharpen 'em up, dog and a mutt

I'm gonna fuck your mom in the butt with a thermometer

Fuckin' phenomenal, but

Y'all'll get cut the fuck up like abdominals if you don't vámonos

I keep droppin' like dominos, the formidable, abominable

Stompin' a mudhole in my comp even if it's off the top of the dome

Son 'em, get the Coppertone, I'm at the Stop and Go coppin' the Mop and Glo

Got your stomach in knots like you swallowed rope

You out of pocket though, like a motherfuckin' wallet stole

Wait, why'd the beat cut off?

Fuck it

 

Intro]

(Talk to me, baby!)

Well‚  (Talk to me‚ baby!)

 

[Verse 1: Violent J]

I'm  friends with Red Fred‚ Flip the Rat, and Frankie the Frog

For conversation, without question‚ that Frankie can be a hog

Always gots advice for me and shares his life story

His  [?] was "follow or die," and I heed by that warning

I  hear the "RIBBIT, RIBBIT" at night like a cricket

No hanky panky‚ grab my shank and stab me, Frankie wanna kick it

He  told me in the morning I best be on my guard

To greet this weak-ass meter reader girl in my yard, Rebecca

And Frankie says heavens, he shouldn't be hard

And if she won't accept what's left, accept, or start taking charge

There's  me, nervous, see? As if I deserve it, rejected

My respect for [?] service as if own purpose reflected me

Effectively, Rebecca was corrected once my punch connected

A bunch connected, and at once I was accepted

We have so much in common; it's astounding, I swear

She regains consciousness, gagged and bound in her chair

I sucked the dirt off her toes, we're both now in our underwear

She said, "I'm cold," I said, "I know. Death will warm you, my dear."

Let's snuggle in my Snuggie. I'll show you magic, I swear

Lose that thong, I'll make my [?] disappear

To [?]

 

[Chorus]

I keep mother's final gift to me dusty down in my bottom cupboard (drip)

My little piggy bank Frog (talk to me, baby!)

Blot scribbled on the price tag, tape stuck to the bottom

It says more than just (drip) when I rub it (talk to me, baby!)

I'm hearing, "RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT" and I love it

It says more than just "RIBBIT" when I rub it (talk to me, baby!)

I'm hearing, "RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT" and I love it

It says more than just "RIBBIT" when I rub it (talk to me, baby!)

 

[Verse 2: Violent J]

Well, Frankie told me to kiss her, but he was wrong, I suppose

I close my eyes to try, but Rebecca head butted my nose

He told me "try again," and I complied

But then she screamed for me to "Get off!" and bit my lip off

My bloody chin, I try to lick off

Staring in the mirror, jacking my dick off

Something about our blood mix, it makes me get off

I never saw Rebecca's rope slip off, oh no

I felt the blast, slash, flash, glass crash, smashed my face

Bitch bashed me in the head with a vase. I gave chase

I'm slipping in place, my blood dripping, I'm ripping after her

I'm tripping, 'k? No looking, 'cause I'm inflicting a massacre

You hear Rebecca gurgle, and some sniffin', [?] right?

And what's left? A mutilated pile of her, smile of her

My froggy helped us find each other

You in freezer bags and on my plate

Now let's find your mother

 

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[Chorus]

I keep mother's final gift to me dusty down in my bottom cupboard (drip)

My little piggy bank Frog (talk to me, baby!)

Blot scribbled on the price tag, tape stuck to the bottom

It says more than just (drip) when I rub it (talk to me, baby!)

I'm hearing, "RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT" and I love it

It says more than just "RIBBIT" when I rub it (talk to me, baby!)

I'm hearing, "RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT" and I love it

It says more than just "RIBBIT" when I rub it (talk to me, baby!)

 

[Verse 3: Violent J]

BECCA BITES! BECCA BITES! It's not that I hate her

It's just that with every swallow I dominate her, I celebrate her

I made my Frog a plate, two fat Becca burgers

We can feed the needy, speedy! Some good come from this seedy murder

Dibs on that neck bone! Boiled til the fat gone

Texts from her mama said, “when you coming home?”

I text back, “Mom! I met a really great guy, a winner!

Grab Dad, okay? He wants to have us for dinner!”

A little later, I heard a bell, like, “What the hell?” Then, some pounding

Oh, it’s her parents at the door. I’ve never heard that sound

I let ‘em in. Me and my frog have never had guests

“Another joker, huh? Ha ha ha, my husband’s the best!”

Rebecca’s almost ready. Fresh hot hors d’oeuvres I bring

I call ‘em Becca Bites. She really put her heart in them things

“Chewy. What kind of meat is that?” I think it’s… the butt muscle

“Yeah, okay, but what kind-” “Ricky, honey, don’t fuss over it.”

I grab the meat cleaver. “Hey, is that an antique?”

Take a closer look! Buried it, in between her eyes, six inches deep

I yoked it out, swung again, severed her whole clean

Her dad had the coolest look on his mug that I’ve ever seen

But then I shot him

 

[Chorus]

I keep mother's final gift to me dusty down in my bottom cupboard

My little piggy bank Frog (talk to me, baby!)

Blot scribbled on the price tag, tape stuck to the bottom

It says more than just (drip) when I rub it (talk to me, baby!)

I'm hearing, "RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT" and I love it

It says more than just "RIBBIT" when I rub it (talk to me, baby!)

I'm hearing, "RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT" and I love it

It says more than just "RIBBIT" when I rub it (talk to me, baby!)

 

[Outro]

"RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT. RIBBIT " (talk to me, baby!)

"RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT. RIBBIT " (talk to me, baby!)

"RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT. RIBBIT " (talk to me, baby!)

"RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT. RIBBIT " (talk to me, baby!)

WOOOO!

 

I met this girl

Her name was Joan

She loved the way I rocked on the microphone

When I met Joan

I took her home

She was just like a doggy all on my bone

 

 

There's another girl her name was Pat

She wasn't just thick naw the bitch was Fat

She had pierced nipples and a Twiztid tat

In between her butt cheeks she packed a gat

 

I know this bitch named Rebecca Lou

She could make you nut in a second or two

She had a wicked surprise you don't expect her to

If you hit the shit raw she just infected you

 

There's another freak her name was Pearl

Bitch loved nuts like a hungry squirrel

I was tapped out but she tagged her girl

Nutty nuttin' again in a new Neden world

 

I met this chick named Rosalina

Had to know her scent that hoe was Subpoena

She took off her clothes as soon as I seen her

She had me so stiff she froze my wiener

 

I knew this girl named Izabel

Bitch wore a bell from Israel

She was a freaky ass Jizzabel

But her neden smelled like a bowl of instant hell

 

Party night late fix

Met this bitch named Honey Trix

She had five kids at twenty-six

But the bitch'll get pregnant just hummin' dicks

 

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There's a titty dancer, her name was Bri

She had some good pussy and it came for free

Not for everybody just mainly me

I'm a minute man bitch, 'cause I aim to be

 

I met this hoe named Sweet Denice

Liberian Girl, but the freak's a beast

Chained me to the wall leather and lace

She wanted me to pee all over her face

 

Snow bunny week end ski slope

Met a sweet church girl said her name was Hope

At first she was a prude cleaner than soap

When I left she was a nympho hooked on dick dope

 

I met this young chick named Janelle

They say she was a loony but I could not tell

She was cool as hell, it all went well

But there's more to her story like Dave Chappelle

 

There's another girl, I call her Boo

Cork in the bunghole is all we do

First she like to feed me some barbecue

After that we smoke some weed and sniff some glue

 

I met this girl, her name was Lois

Me and Shags both, she loved to blow us

The very first time she ain't even know us

She swore she had skills and begged to show us

 

I once met a bitch named crazy Claire

She seen more dicks than Hane's underwear

I would take a dump, she liked to stare

She definitely had screws loose up there

 

Skater chick, Lisa Lou

I filled her up quicker than pizza stew

She likes nuts on her belly and she eats it too

She was so small like three foot two

 

I met this girl, her name was Heather

She was a thug bitch stuck on a tether

She had me come by and bring her shit

But never did I leave without slinging her dick

 

I knew a chick cop named Cara Cass

She had a Bang! Pow! Boom! Tat on her ass

A 'lette in disguise, she was family

And always let Juggalos off Scot free

She was a freak, she made gansta love

And liked it when I fucked her with her billy club

We cranked Shangri-La fucking in her cop car

She responded to the scene with nut in her hair

 

Once met a queen named Maureen

Neden so foul it had to be quarantined

It burned through her fabric, and tore her jeans

Like Chemical bombs of war, it seems

 

I know this bitch named Betreena Ross

Belly so big that the pussy was lost

I dove into find it at any cost

Found something else and her salad got tossed

 

Met this hottie, her name was Sharon

Her booty was stuffed in the jeans she was wearin'

Blonde pig tails said she liked fat boys

I hit it so hard her ass made a clap noise

She had another friend, red hair, fake tits

I hit it so deep I thought I had eight kids

Her name was Amber but we called her red

The only thing wrong was she never gave head

 

I knew a mouth doctor named Ugly Anne

Ass like a hippo from here to Japan

But when she gave head I could barely stand

She got the four year waiting list in demand

 

I met this skank, her name was May

She used to blow my home boy DJ Clay (What up dawg!?")

She would come through any time of day

5:30 in the morning coming in like "Heyyy!"

 

I met a cheerleader named Becky Mennard

She was a daddy's girl, took me out on his yacht

She was a bitch, yes, but yes she was hot

She let me hit my wang thang on her G-spot

 

There's another girl from the southwest side

Gunshot wounds on her neck, she almost died

But she lived, God let her slide

Now she's sittin' on my dick and it's a long ride

 

I once knew a rapper named Miss O'neal

She couldn't rhyme for shit, but she had sex appeal

I whipped out my mic and down she kneel

She spit a hot sixteen, a verse I could feel

 

Gale from Evendale, we met online

She was lookin' for some penis and sat on mine

She was eight cents, not quite a dime

But still memorable enough to make this rhyme

 

Big, thick, strong and built

Female wrestler, Lumberjill

She could crack a walnut in her neden for real

But she didn't, I told her lay back and chill

 

I once met a witch named Azreal

She rides a broom stick and lives in Hell

I told her draw my stick out, 'cause it's the deal

She possessed my package so it fits the bill

 

Olivia, had a mouth like a machine

Called The Ejaculator, this bitch is a fiend

Stick in your shit and like you'd never seen

She twists, turns, sucks, and pulls and spits you clean

 

There's a street walker on Central Ave

Her name was Cinnamon, a spice I had to have

I paid her, scoop her up and drew her a bath

Scrub her neden clean and you do the math

 

There's a hot wife named Dianne Faye

She never goes out, work gets in the way

It's a fantasy of hers to fuck Violent J

She said it all in a letter I got Friday

I met her at WalMart doin' her chores

Family restroom, behind closed doors

I hit it on the counter while the water pours

The same way I did it with that daughter of yours

 

Freaky, deaky

Met somebody else's ho that was sneaky

We fucked in the shower right at his place

I nutted in the same rag he washes his face

 

There's another girl, her name was Flo

She was missin' teeth like my homie Lay Lo

She liked to bone in front of the window

So all her neighbors could see the bitch go

The cops soon showed up, but even so

We wasn't breakin' any laws that you know

We was inside behind a door

So bitches take a picture it'll last you more

 

Hound dog, groupie

Met a thuggalette named July

If I paint my face she would blow my meat

I told her close her eyes and painted hers with Skeet

 

A hooker tossed my salad and scuffed her knees

She then took a breather and called Shareese

Both of them hoes tag-teamed my meat

I turned 'em out so good they had to pay me

 

The very same night, I met with Sky

Not quite a midget but about dick high

No drank needed she was already fly

If you keepin' the record, I scored me a Tri

 

Early next morning I got a call from Kim

Bitch woke me up at like 6:00 AM (six in the morning)

She was comin' down from a 6 day binge

Fucked her sleep woke her up and we fucked again

 

Met an old flame, her name Shanelle

She loved this dick in her neden canal

Up and down my back with her fingernails

She jumped on the phone and called some pals

They was gonna meet us at a quarter to twelve

I'm thinkin' three bitches, this is gonna be swell

But when they showed up, dudes, what the hell?

Six eyes got swelled and I'm back in jail

 

Ho, skank, trick and sluts (COME AND GET IT!)

These dick and nuts

Don't be scared if it fits your butts

Alison, Natalie and all chicks what

 

I banged this one bitch, Hilary Duff

It weren't really her but who gives a fuck?

Her name was Helen but close enough

It didn't matter to me when she was in the buck

 

This chicken named Shawna don't front for shit

She only come around to score this dick

I don't play guitar, I don't sing a lick

I just make the bed squeak hard and that's it

 

I once met a freak named Laura

If your name ain't Shaggy she'll ignore ya

I blew her out back stage, at the Agora

But it was Dougie in the paint ya dumb whore ya

 

Now I see nothin' wrong with hoggin'

And Pam loves food over joggin'

Feed her good, she'll be bobbin' on your meat stick

Pam Pam hot damn she's a freaky chick

 

Freak nick '96

Met this ho named Shawna Licks

She was an escort who loved turnin' tricks

And I soon found out she was burnin' dicks

 

Met a cowgirl named Rachel Lee

I stepped to her and then she had a date with me

She was rodeo champ and she rode on me

And got bumped into a tree when I unloaded my skeet

 

Once upon a time I met Nadeen

She was forty-two and I was only eighteen

She liked to freak, she's just a fiend

It really didn't matter when I saw her in jeans

 

I met this hottie named Doctor Lil'

She had a nice neden with a spot to fill

I dumped in her box 'cause she was on the pill

Bumpin' EPMD's "You Gots to Chill"

 

Knew a hot chick from south of Spain

She was so pretty with a mouth to bang

I loved it when she left her titties out to hang

But Rosetta moved home an' I'm out in the rain

 

I want a big, freak fat and sloppy

I keep goin' back to watch her mop me

Two tons of fun, big mamma jamma

A country girl from Alabama

 

I once met a hooker, she did it for free

On the foothill bus number forty-three

All the way in the back she was workin' me

I had my dick beat boxin' I was jammin' the beat

 

There's a fine bitch sittin' on my face

Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace

Sweet honey-licious, I enjoyed the taste

But I almost suffocated passed out in place

 

Met a fine dime, you know my type

Summer the plumber, she'll unclog your pipe

I made my appointment for a Saturday night

Her ass crack showed but that was alright

 

I once knew a dime, she knew Kung-Fu

I told her bring a friend, and Boo brung two

Dana came through with Amy and Sue

They pleased me until my dick sneezed goo

Ha-Choo

 

There's another shorty her name was Kay

From the Letters to Cleo band, back in the day

She fell off hard, should've seen it my way

Fuck Cleo, she should've sent them letters to J

 

Porn star freak, sweet Bri O'neal

She looks good, and her titties are real

I swam through the pussy like a Navy SEAL

But then I woke up so lame I feel

 

Susan came over on a ninja bike

She was a dyke, but my dick she liked

She pulled her leather pants off and I was psyched

I banged her neden up to get home she hiked

 

Met a lot of freak in my life span

Freak one night with a hottie named Cam

She had more weed than Amsterdam

I blew a shotgun with her neden lips, damn!

 

Cam got me so high, fuck comin' down

I called this goofy bitch named Sassy the Clown

She had big balloon titties and a painted on frown

She left paint all on my dick, but I'm down

 

There's another ho, her name was Jewel

I hit it so hard, she took a dump

Left scratches on my back like a wild raccoon

I can say I won't be back soon

 

Met a fine bitty, named Dina

She was a built little freak from China

Do I wanna hit it? Well kinda

Even from the back I don't mind ya

 

Late that night the doorbell rang

The Ferris Twins wanna do that thang

Dina just left, don't know if I can hang

But I'm damn sure about to try, bang bang

 

I met this chick named Maria Lay

She was a girl scout leader during the day

At night, she in my ear hole, purrin' away

I told her trim her shit there's too much fur in the way

 

There's a house wife who lives next door

She likes to come by and have sex on the floor

She makes lemonade that she sets on the porch

She cheats on her man 'cause he's such a dork

 

What was I to do when I met Sue?

Six times Miss Booty of Gallabuzoo

Ass like Nicki Minaj plus two

I don't even know how my dick gets through

 

I met an English girl named Kiki

Crooked and sneaky but freaky

Both her nipples burn like a tiki

I nutted on her face 'cause she was cheeky

 

Freak show, sex bot

I met this bitch named Alexa

She had two pussy holes, take your pick

To get the last drop out she'll shake your dick

 

Micky Mouse club chick Brenda Song

I see her on TV, my dick rose long

I don't wanna diss her or say nothin' wrong

'Cause maybe one day I can peel her thong

 

I got a call from Roxanne Roxanne

She's a couple blocks down gettin' a tan

She's pretty cool, but I feel boxed in

I hit it one time now she's locked in

She likes the way I hit it, how smoothly I did it

I even ate her booty out, og fuck it, I'll admit it

She fell in love, but I was just drunk

Now she hounds so hard I think I'm gettin' punked

 

Met a girl named Nina

Or shit, was it Tina?

A thick lil' junky from Pasadena

I thought she was Snooky first time I seen her

Didn't know if I wanted to fuck her or beat her

 

I'm an asshole, ask Francine

I took her out to dinner and then dancing

Later on we was fucking, it all went wrong

I hit it from behind and called her Brenda Song

 

I met this bitch from Compton, Cal

She was a Crip and her name was Vel

She tattooed my name right across her neden

I never called back, she wanna stomp my head in

 

There's another girl, her name's Michelle

Her booty was bigger than a tail on a whale

When I freaked Michelle, I freaked her well

Her pussy got hotter than the flames in hell

 

Wheezy from the 5-0-3

She was an acrobat and loved to dive on me

Her neden was small, but her titties was huge

She was quick to lick every last drip of dick sploodge

 

There was one time I undressed Vanessa

Her booty fell out bigger than the dresser

Between her ass cheeks was her home girl Tessa

She must've sat on her and forgot none-the-lesser

Tessa was a twig, Vanessa was big

You wouldn't believe the stupid shit we did

Once we was done, two became one

As Tessa slipped back in where she came from, um

 

I once met a bomb chick named Swan

She had her iPod on bumpin' the Kong, umm

We got our date on and it was Napalm, umm

Gave me a hummer o-oh what's up son?

 

I was at the bar when I met Rain

She took me in the girls' room and gave me brains

Then on my wang she rubbed cocaine

I hit it in her ass and she felt no pain

 

Later that same night I met Stace

The one eyed snake nutted in her face

We fucked like rabbits all over the place

And when the tag came I was gone no trace

 

When I got home, peep what I did

Young Christine was watchin' my kid

I paid her with cash and then some dick

She stayed and made breakfast before she split

 

I was in church when I met Desire

She sounded so good leadin' a choir

She said she had more talents I would admire

And my dick soon found out she was no liar

 

I once met a sweetie named Sherry

She was so hot it was scary

It was trimmed perfect nothin' hairy

All the way to my balls dick buried

 

Sherry fucked nice but the head was shot

She hooked me up with a pro named Dottie

Who had a hog's face and a penguin's body

But she made me cum quicker than a Mozzarotti

 

I met an ice skater named Annie

Her neden taste sweeter than candy

Her flexibility came in handy

We both loved to 69 something dandy

 

I fucked hotties all across America

But never met a bitch like Erica

She looked so fine people stared at her

At the mall we did a butt naked caricature

She was a beauty queen

But loved to cause a scene

At only eighteen she was hellified mean

I finally told her fuck off and left her on the scene

I later seen her getting peed on in a magazine

 

I bumped into this freak named Trisha

She was part of the Michigan Militia

She would always plot for something to explode

But all she ever got was me and my load uh

 

I met a lunatic named Jacky

Every time she got horny she would slap me

Something about causin' pain made her happy

She said soft love makin' was sappy

So I got with it and choked the slut

Headbutted her face and punched her in the gut

Soon flexed a hoe and then stretched her more

She screamed butt naked and bolted out the door

 

Gale, and April too big fans

Always flashing titties way up in the stands

What you tryna do, boo? Let's make plans

My dick and balls package is in your hands

 

Lindsay Girl from Syracuse

I'm diggin' everything in your pair of shoes

I'm fallin' so hard I need a parachute

I got you a banana and a pair of fruit

 

I met this girl her name was Tess

In only ten minutes she was out of her dress

She was on drugs and her hair was a mess

But the way she caressed my meat was the best

With such finesse and not a damn thing less

She even let it rest between her chest breast

And right before it bust up in her love nest

She kissed it with zest, and passed the big test

 

I met an old lady named Ulga Feed

Her pussy smelled like a bowl of pulperie

She knitted me a quilt and we sipped tea

But she only wanted dick hole from me

 

There's another freak named Sally May

I met her ass sleepin' in an alleyway

She was a bum but that was just fine

'Cause underneath her rag coat, the bitch was a dime

 

Basketball player named two-tall Lynn

She was a skinny string bean, six foot ten

I slam dunked her neden and shattered the rim

My boys laughed but it really didn't matter to them

To get topped off, I had to climb a ladder

Things went south though when she got fatter

Her knees went bad and then she got sadder

She moved to Belize and told me to scatter

 

I knew a dick sucker named Vacuum Betty

She would blow your dick even when you ain't ready

As soon as you called before you hang up the phone

Your dick is in her mouth and she's blowin' your bone

 

Cherry, Cherry, strawberry shake

How many licks of a tongue does it take

Before my candy cane starts to break

But I love the way, make no mistake

 

I once met a bitch from London, France

Her name was Minnie and she loved to dance

I was so geeked I cum in my pants

But she was always good to give another chance

 

Freak named Shannon, such a sinner

She smokes that pipe and she's gettin' thinner

Shannon is cool but her mind is gone

One fat bot and it's goin' on

 

The Bella twins, Brie and the other

Hit it so hard, tryna make them a mother

They both freaked me down including each other

And then fight about which one is my lover

 

I once knew a hottie named Velvet Sky

She was with my homie but I had to try

She freaked me down so hard I started to cry

She never called back and I don't know why

 

Leanne from Pakistan

She never had a problem when I pack it in

She snackin' on my nutsack, cackling

Nutted in her ass crack and I'll be back again

 

I met a movie star named BD

Like the paparazzi, I was waitin'

She came out the party, I stepped with game

A half an hour later she was screamin' my name

As I put it to her, my dick was goin' through her

I blew her neden out deeper than a sewer

She rode on me, we blow'd on tree

She begged me to stay but I rolled on free

 

There's another girl, her name was Julie

Eighty-five percent of this bitch was booty

To wax every square inch that's my duty

It don't matter but thankfully she a cutie

 

Hot butt named Jo-Jo

Up and down my knob like a yo-yo

Faster and faster like go, hoe

'Til my nut came shooting like ohhh, oh

 

Look at this bitch from Monani

In a hot pink thong named Randy

Fuckin' on the beach pussy got sandy

I took the pass option went and got Mandy

 

Mandy was young, that I could tell

Met her workin' drive thru at Taco Bell

First time she blew me uh not so well

But this last time baby was hot as Hell

 

There's a fat hottie named Pamalo

I was mad attracted to her Camel Toe

She was so slammin' she had to know

Climbed on top of her belly and I jammed it slow

 

I knew a red-headed hottie named Harriot

We was at the penthouse in a Marriott

She had a flaming hot red hairy spot

But I cooled it off good with my Cherry Pop

 

NYC, Ecstasy

She bought me a drink and sat next to me

She pulled my dick out my pant leg sexually

She was a call girl, for me though, the sex was free

Matter of fact, she writes checks to me

When we ain't fuckin' she's textin' me

She's on my dick hard it never gets to me

I just give her this pipe, the best of me

 

I met a hooker, her name was Meg

She had a fat ass but was missing a leg

I wanted to hit, but I refused to beg

Her neden was bum, smelled like a fried egg

 

There's another queen, her name's Darlene

Her nipples were sweeter than a jelly bean

She looked so stacked in her painted on jeans

I called her a goddess like Charlie Sheen

 

Freak one night with a chick named Roe

She kept her cell phone in her camel toe

Somebody blew it out before me though

When I was up in it I didn't even know

 

Neden tatted, pierced and shaved

I met a punk rocker said her name was Jay

She said a golden shower is how she played

Her pee sprayed out like lemonade

Fuck that I just won't get laid

If that's what you teachin' I flunk that grade

I ain't havin' that even if you paid

I blew her mouth out like a hand grenade

 

I met this honey, her name was Bunny

She was from Brooklyn and she called me Dunny

She blew my dick like its nose was runny

The ass was worth it's weight in money

 

Freaky D worked at Pizza Hut

A freaky slut 'cause she eats your butt

I seen her digits carved into a stall

She came right over and gargled my balls

 

I bumped into this girl her name was Rosalita

We hit the hotel and had it goin' on

Holiday inn until the break of dawn

When I took baby home I freaked her mom

 

Late night sex with Lexy

My dick grew harder than a can of Pepsi

When the bitch nutted it was like epilepsy

I knocked her boots back home to Poughkeepsie

 

I met a fine flower, her name was Laburn

I hit it for an hour my dick was stern

With nothin' but power, my engine turned

Then it got sour, dried up and burned

 

I met a giddy broad named big Joelle

She loved suckin' dick, hoe, quick as hell

She love it when my dick grow thick and swell

But then it shoot, spit turn weak and frail

 

I met an angel named sweetie Marie

Her neden hole taste like key lime pie

Up and down, all around, suckin' me dry

My sweet butterfly got nut in her eye

 

Miss-No-Name California hottie

Asked me to sun-tan lotion her body

Is she playing? She must be kiddin'

I slipped my finger up into her neden

At first, she resisted, and then she insisted

Finally pulled my hand out and kissed it

Took me to her hotel, few words said

Stranger lovin', we broke the bed

 

Meth head Beth took her on a date

She was eighteen goin' on fifty-eight

I couldn't hit it though, I did debate

But her mugly face was just too great

 

Plus size model named Carol

Her belly was bigger than a barrel

She would throw me around like a rag doll

She goes out with some other fag now

 

I met another girl, her name was Bloom

Some poor sucker would be her groom

I put my foot in her neden and it still had room

Her shit was so blew-out we call her kaboom

 

There's a fine hoe named Coconut

She'll make you mad enough to choke the slut

She humps so rough she broke your nut

Then she'll make it up to ya, let you poke her butt

 

Sexy freak, her name was Fox

That chick in high school everybody jocks

Now she's lettin' me bang her box

I couldn't find a rubber, I used my socks

 

There's a find thing named Morgan

A Gothic freak who plays the organ

Black fingernails, black clothes, black hair

But up under there, hot pink thong-wear uh

 

Met Lynn at the water park

Off the diving board, I heard her fart

Her cheeks turned red I said worry not

I was more concerned with that furry spot

 

There's another girl, her name was Rita

Baby thought I might mistreat her and beat her

I told her like this: she can suck my Peter

Or either go home, 'cause I knew I didn't need her

 

Three weeks ago, I met this freak

She followed me around like Mary Sheep

I hid around the corner, and when she came

I grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name

She said her name was Nora

I could see her aura

Her Neden was a forest and my dick was an explorer

I truly did adore her

I could not ignore her

Kept a pair of her soiled panties hidden in my drawer

 

I met a little squirrel named Sandy Cheeks

I chased that neden round town for weeks

Her nipples were crooked and her booty hole leaks

But that be the 'haps fuckin' with sewer freaks

 

I once met a nurse said her name was Peach

Her face was hit, looked a lot like Screech

Her body was the hottest on the Florida beach

Her titties were so fine I spent an hour on each

 

Look who it is, Vivian

The baddest dick rider in Michigan

As soon as you nut you wanna hit again

And she'll work your stick into oblivion

 

Oh my god, here comes Heidi

In her yellow panties, see through nighty

She'll make your limp dick strong and mighty

But her voice sounds like MC Shy D

 

I got a phone call from Jasmine

She was a porn star but a hasbeen

She was a no tan pasty white chalky hoe

Livin' in Mexico doing a donkey show

 

Aloha, Lola from Oahu

I thought I didn't but I got to

She had a thick bush, but I shot through

She claims I ate it but it's not true

 

I had a stalker named Maddy

A short stout plump little fatty

She parks outside in her caddy

And wants my physique like badly

I bring home hoes, and she runs 'em off

And dresses like a palm tree when I play golf

I finally decided I would stuff that muff

One good plow and she had enough

 

I met this cougar named Alicia Burn

She was well equipped to unleash your sperm

She fucked so tough she would tweak your perm

Drop to her knees and freak your worm

 

Sugar delight

Friday night

It's goin' down

Wicked clown

 

Two days ago, I met this gal

She bought fake titties at a rummage sale

One of them was flat, and that was stale

But she offered some tail, I think I shall

 

Holla'd at this girl folks called her Peg

Body was shaped kinda like a egg

I was ten pumps in, of course from behind

Snapped the rubber off and busted on her spine

 

Met another dame named Ricky Jones

I love the way she screams her freaky moans

Ass like a Clydesdale this bitch owns

I would bust my nut and feel it in my bones

 

Big broad bitch named Baby Bard

As everywhere, packed full of lard

Titties tatted up with Joker Cards

After I'd nut my dick stayed hard

 

Met an Amish girl named Mary-Anne

She liked my meat, no vegetarian

Home-made wine we drank Cherry-Anne

We fucked like hogs, it was scary man

 

Heat sweat, hot and sticky

Met this thing named Tricky Vicky

She loved to play a game called lick the dicky

On top of my mushroom tip a hickey

 

Ricky Lake, talk show host

At one time she was known coast-to-coast

We drank all night to my dick we toast

Brag I will and I'm quick to boast

She liked it when I licked the most

Took her out to eat, we ate pig roast

That's her tongue on the tip of my post

I killed that neden, now it's a ghost

 

Ninth grade teacher, Ms. Malane

I met her years later after I got paid

She took me home, overnight I stayed

We fucked all night as the Beach Boys played

 

I like big asses, big as the moon

I met big mama named Giant June

She had more ass than her panties had room

I laid underneath and she loomed with doom

She sat on my dick and the bed went boom

My scrotum popped as you might assume

Too much weight, bendin' my broom

I'm buried in ass, or is it my tomb?

 

Fine ass prom queen Jillian

Her neden was worth a million

I killed that pussy and I kill it again

She loved my little buddy Gilligan

 

Last name Kim, first name Gale

She could make my dick grow hard as a nail

I won't tell a lie though the sex was stale

'Til I corked that booty, the holy grail

I delivered my dick like urgent mail

Her neden was open like a garbage pale

She wanted to cum, I refused to fail

Hit it hard from behind like we was in jail

 

Brothel window in the front of her home

Met a fine hottie named Moanin' Joan

Her lips were injected with silicone

But way too much and it's killin' my bone

 

I like fake titties but prefer the real

Skin tight clothes, mini skirts and heals

Wild Wanda with flirt appeal

She jacks my wang 'til it squirts her meal

 

Pop star Rihanna and Katy Perry

Both hoes look good enough to marry

Lady Gaga looks more like Larry

I heard she has nuts, big and hairy

 

Kinky freaks Nessa and Nan

They want whips and chains and S&M

They don't even want you kissin' them

But I make love and don't mess with them

I like to hump, and hug and stroke

I ain't out here tryna to get choked

See me if you want them neden's poked

And I like havin' my penis smoked

 

Five months ago, I met this dame

I have to admit I never asked her name

She took it in her mouth, all the same

Her pig tails spun every time I came

 

I met a vixen named Dorothy Zoe

Back in the day, she was a dorky hoe

Her booty got bigger and bigger some mo'

And now that ass drags on the flo'

 

I once knew a freak named Jessa Jan

She was much hotter than the rest of them

I bust everywhere on her chest and chin

It didn't take long to have sex again

 

Debra Dunne from Dublin

She loves the fact I'm scrubbin'

She sick of the stud she was rubbin' on

Now it's my snack she's grubbin' on

 

Hanky Panky Hillary

Sex so rough she's killin' me

I begged and pleaded, slow your role

She's dominatrix, with total control

 

Wicked, mean ass Kari Ann

I see you on TV, screamin' again

On celebrity rehab, you was a bitch

But I love the way you make your booty switch

Sex addiction, let's overdose

And fuck each other 'til we comatose

Carry Anne let's ditch this peanut stand

And do what me and my dick have planned

 

Victoria Justice, much too young

But I can't tell my meat that 'cause it's sprung

Nickelodeon girl, come get some

You finna get slimed, this time it's cum

Chris Hansen tried to shut me down

But she was eighteen 'cause I checked around

Call me sick, I'm a wicked clown

Old ass pervert, five-hundred pounds, bitch

 

I'm sick like syphilis

But I was just right for this chick Phyllis

She was suicidal, once slit her wrists

She's like a time bomb, don't get her pissed

 

Don't look now, her comes Lulu

Like Phyllis, she too was coo-coo

She made a doll of me cursed with voodoo

Don't laugh fool 'cause she'll do you too

Her pussy tastes better than granny's stew

It was a mouthful like Big League Chew

Her mouth was full when she did me too

She swallow and never liked to spit free goo

 

Muscle-bound bitch, huge biceps

She jacked my meat off, several reps

When it came to the sex, I'd better last

Cum too quick and she would kick my ass

 

Betsy Bets, a straight up mess

Award winning nipples but saggy breasts

Spread that neden out smooth like butter

When I said "bend over," I did not stutter

 

Serenis, Serenis, she'll clean out your penis

Bitch gave brains like a certified genius

She'll tear that dick up one of the meanest

If you're talkin' booty-hole she's got the cleanest

 

I fucked Jolene eight times a day

Like Burger King you can have it your way

If you're up in her guts you might get lost

Swim through the skins and neden sauce

 

Late night, bump that bass

I hump on pace in and out of her face

5:00 AM, dick like cement

We never knew each other's name, we was both bent

 

There was a doggy, humpin' my leg

Its owner got jealous, her name was Peg

She kicked it in the ass and checked it quick

She barked like a dog as I inject this dick

 

This bitch named Bubbles, fresh out on parole

I'm in my squad car on pussy patrol

I got the handcuffs and put her under arrest

And sentenced my skeet all over her breast

 

Call me the Sultan with the harem of hoes

Nine are fine and one's head I s'pose

Ten are in my bed, we don't need clothes

I'm smothered in pussy holes down to my toes

The more the merrier, it's how I rolls

Add a bitch, another few inches it grows

I picked most these hoes up rockin' shows

Brag about it on Twitter, that's how it goes

 

Met a heavy chick built like a pumpkin

She loved foreplay and a lot of dry humpin'

The only bone was scabs on my meat

Bitch never even got naked, weak

 

Titty bar, thunder and rain

I spring hoes from Alison to Zane

And every damn last bitch in between

Led 'em back to my house with a trail of cocaine

 

I met a fine thang waitress at Denny's

She said come to a party at her girl Jenny's

I asked about puss, she said I could have plenty

Said I'll call you later and tipped her four pennies

 

Gettin' topped off down 75

High on meth, she was all the way live

Slam into a wall, I barely survived

She finished my nut off before she died

 

Circus broad that swallowed swords

Head-butted bricks and kicked through boards

The head was incredible, and I was fluttered

I clenched my butt cheeks as I nutted

 

Darlin' Dureaky, I met her at a pub

She was my partner in the mile high club

We threesome'd with her sister in my hot tub

I ate they pussies like a plate of hot grub

 

Redneck Beau from Mississippi

Her teeth looked like she brushed with Jiffy

Her face was hit, bust my nut in a spiffy

She begged me to eat it but that was too iffy

Her Grandpa Ken came bustin' in

So much beard, the sun missed his chin

Out the window, he's shootin' but

A hottie drivin' by straight scooped me up

 

I met this girl, her name was Jenna

My dick stood straight up like an antenna

She had a box, I was dyin' to enter

But she gave head like a sad beginner

 

There's another freak named Sonya Soy

She had fine lumps like an Almond Joy

She liked erotica, lotions and toys

I couldn't satisfy her, took all my boys

 

There's a girl I wanna bring up again

Brenda Song with my nut on her chin

I give up, she'll never let me hit

Unless she falls off on meth and shit

Then I'll have a chance peelin' off her pants

Penis to the pussy I slowly advance

Together we in bed, she lean in to give me head

But first I eat the pussy like a Thanksgiving spread

 

I once knew a hottie named Cocomo

She could turn my dick into a totem pole

She cupped my balls and blowed 'em slow

I eat nedens but prefer to poke 'em though

 

Hot ass head turner named Pauline

She was nothin' friendly, this bitch is all mean

She could break your dick off and leave you crawling

Don't think I'm in love yet, but I'm falling

 

Fine ass chick, her name: Billy

Big fake titties like Jennifer Tilly

Her neden hole queefed and I thought it was silly

But it felt nice, vibrated my willy

 

Sue, I wanna be pals with you

Sexy hair dresser out of Malibu

She has a couple of sisters I'ma nail 'em too

Keep suckin', ho, I'll be sailin' goo

 

Lacy Lace, let's leave this place

Back to the Tally hop on my face

Pretty ass taco, how's about a taste?

She teased me with it, wild goose chase

She got me goin' looney mental case

Big ass titties and a skinny waist

Stroke that shit just keep the pace

It sprays like mace, my sticky paste

 

One fine dime, her name was Kenna

Her booty had a tattoo "Do not enter"

She said whip it out, I said I'm finna

Run up in her like Joe Bruce Jenner

 

Centerfold named Gigi

Titties pointed out like tipis

I bust my load and have weak knees

Her nipples harder than BBs

 

I met a stanky thang named Natalie

She wondered if my dick was fat like me

The only way to find out: straddle me

Sent a bitch back home happily

 

Met a fine hottie, they called her Kat

She made my dick harder than a baseball bat

On the tip of my cap is where she sat

She spun around thrice and my dick went splat

 

Fine chick, white hot Becca Lynn

Sexy ass nedens I'm wreckin' them

Big bangin' ass I'm checkin' that

Bust my nut in seconds flat

 

Don't look now, I'm the pussy inspector

And this right here is my skeet injector

I eat hoes like Hannibal Lecter

I'm a porn star actor and director

 

Groupie Rachel

She was excited, okay, chill

We goin' on a date so take your pill

Make no mistake, your neden's gettin' filled

 

Don't be late, come get the real

The sex is great and it's a thrill

Don't hesitate, hop on the dill

'Til the bed break and bet it will

 

Skeet, skeet, sweet Beverley

She could make you skeet so cleverly

She could make you skeet so heavenly

Covered in skeet, and she's seventy

 

That was gross, but so is Lois

We'd hit it in the ass, and then she'd blow us

Always on time, she would never ho us

She had crooked titties and loved to show us

 

School bus driver named Miss Manoe

Her neden hole looked like a big canoe

Her titties looked like piles of puddin' goo

I still hit it though, wouldn't you?

 

Ooh, ooh, I'm nuttin' again

Thinkin' about my home girl Lenn

She was hellafied, a perfect ten

Carmel, buttery sulky skin

What I gotta do to get back in?

Wet like a mermaid without the fin

I been jackin' off, tryna pretend

Showed up at her house and left with a grin

 

Here we go

Juggalos

You and all your pals

Wackin' up freaky tales

 

Two months ago, I met Blossom

She comes around at night like a possum

She's lookin' for skeet bombs, baby I gots 'em

On top of that my dick work is awesome

 

There's another broad, her name was Keisha

Everything on her was her best feature

I was the pupil and she was my teacher

She could be far and my dick will still reach her

 

Right on my face, baby I'll seat ya

Don't need a fork or a spoon to eat ya

Ninjas wanna fuck you as soon as they meet ya

I'ma tear that ass up like some kind of creature

 

Thick, hot, pretty ass Peg

Skeet on tap like I'm packin' a keg

She has a gay brother, his name was Greg

Fuckin' in the dark, someone's touchin' my leg

Cut the fuckin' lights on, he was gone

I hope it was the cat and that I was wrong

Either fuckin' way, I lost my bone

Put my fuckin' pants on I'm goin' home

 

Met a stripper chick named Megan

Forty-five year old, titty-saggin'

On top of that, baby was raggin'

Even so, there I was still taggin'

 

Met a super hottie named Crystal Lash

She was known to pull her pistol fast

Paid young honey well equipped with cash

But still super freaky, she would lick your ass

 

Monica, an erotic hoe

Met her at the bar at the Bellagio

I thought she was an escort, but what do I know?

She was just a horny hottie, though

 

There's another chick, Gloria

The head was pure euphoria

The pussy-hole was heaven sent

So tight my dick's forever bent

 

It's evident, she's one of the best

But nothin' like sweet Evanese

I wiped my dick off on her dress

And left my skeet spewed on her chest

 

We fucked all night and never rest

Straight hump and butt fuck never kiss

She even brought a special guest

For the three-way salad tossin' fest

 

Scary Jerry, a funny broad

If you seen her give head, you would applaud

The way she bobs her neck is odd

She'll get the job done 'cause she's no fraud

 

Freaky little bombshell named Rochell

Red hair, big titties, southern bell

With big buck teeth and two pigtails

We partied I drank and she did rails

 

Gangsta bitch, three time felon

Ass like two fat watermelons

I peeped that shit and my dick start swellin'

Now I'm up in that pussy dwellin'

 

Hangin', loiterin', holdin' it steady

Like I do with burlesque Betty

She told me call her when I'm ready

She blow my wad like pop confetti

 

I called and called and blew her up

That night she let me do her butt

I screamed with joy as I spew my nut

And shot my goo all on the slut

 

What, what? Here we go

Met an English girl named Cheerio

Only two teeth, she was a scary hoe

Most of her titties were areola

 

La, from the carnival bar

She sucked dicks and turned tricks out of her car

She sang 'fore you bust, played a lot of guitar

Last I heard she moved to Guadalajara

 

Raw Rhonda, Rhonda, foreign small built like a Honda

She had home girls, Andra and Sandra

Triple teen dream lovin' here to Rowanda

 

And I kinda wanna fuck her

Talk about Delorious midnight trucker

She licks my wang like a blowpop sucker

But then she got preggers and now I dump her

 

Kerplunk, my dick just sunk

Right up in her trunk of funk

I bang out her badonkadonk

I dumped my junk and then it shrunk

 

I woke up to the sound of a couple bitchin

He yelled, "go home," she yelled, "good riddance!"

I yelled through the window of my kitchen

"Hey baby-boo, what your name is?" Gretchen

Fuck that lame fool, come inside

No need to walk, I'll give you a ride

I hit it all night as her boyfriend cried

I woke up to the aroma as breakfast fried

 

I once knew a chick named Sophia

A hottie out of Ethiopia

She asked what I'm doin' I'm gropin' ya

Are we gonna fuck? Well I'm hopin' to

 

I knew a young sweetie named Bobbit

She was much shorter than a hobbit

Her neden hole I liked to mug and rob it

My mouth dick and fingers we mob it

 

There's another freak, her name was Fran

Skeet in her pussy that was my plan

I wanna bang it out as hard as I can

Her neden's so hot it gave my dick a tan

 

I knew a big woman named Ulga

She was like a bowl but I rolled her

I wasn't scared of her and I told her

Until I caught a wiff of that polder

 

I knew an inked up girl named Tatty Tats

One of them broads with thirty cats

She was against all Jimmy hats

But saved the cigars and those congrats

I pulled out and coulda dumped on her waist

But chose instead to aim for that face

You crazy bitch, get you a taste

She tattooed where my skeet was placed

 

There's another dame, her name was Sean

I jammed it in the ass 'til the break of dawn

In the bedroom, back yard and front lawn

I attacked that booty like Ghangis Khan

 

Hotel, no sell

We don't need a room just the Isle of Belle

We scared the deers, she was wild as hell

I get thank you letters, a pile of mail

 

Late night sex with Abatha

She fucks you like she's mad at ya

She'll brutalize and ravage ya

Ooh yeah, like Randy Savage y'all

 

Will I fuck Helen? There's no tellin'

As soon as she calls my dick starts swellin'

I walked to her house thank god I'm Gellin'

Bad knews she ain't with dudes like Ellen

 

Veronica, Veronica

I blew on her neden harmonica

We fucked for seven days straight, our own Hanukkah

She could flex her neden bionica

 

I met a Texas hooker, her name was Alice

She claimed she fucked two thirds of Dallas

Her pussy was a used up big ass callous

I won't lie, hittin' that shit was the stalest

 

I had an old Girlfriend, her name was Tish

Her booty was flawless, perfectionist

She could blow your nut off with just a kiss

Man oh man, that bitch I miss

People find her, I tracked her down

Her new boyfriend smacked her around

I cracked his crown out of town that night

The old bed squeeked nuts on her itch slap sound

 

Late night humpin', body parts thumpin'

Met this hottie said her name was somethin'

She was freaky, shaved clean and neatly

Pristine and squeaky, she eats me weekly

 

Late night creepin' with Melanie

She screamed big J keep nailin' me

The dirty talk baby was tellin' me

Straight up oughta be a felony

 

Laona, Laona, straight out of Daytona

It's her pussy but I'm the owner

Fireworks in the sky every time I bone her

We lay on the beach and sip Coronas

 

There's another freak, her name was Lauren

Her pussy came so hard it was pourin'

I knocked that ass out 'til the mornin'

When I left her neden hole was still snorin'

 

Thick ass thighs, strong ass tummy

I met a pro dancer, stage name Yummy

She had false teeth and gave me a gummy

I seen her act and the shit was crummy

 

I met a fine ass chick named Shya

Her pussy was burnin' set my beard on fire

I ate that biscuit 'til my tongue grew tired

She was a call girl and my time expired

 

Look at this butterfly, so damn fine

Her ass was immaculate, her name's Divine

I met her in a church confession line

I pulled her panties to the side and stabbed it from behind

 

Hot mama, middle aged queen named Joyce

We fucked in her plushed out pink Rolls Royce

She had an old dried up whiskey voice

Her manicured pussy was always first choice

 

I once knew a freak named Joanne

She would give the neden up for no man

I fought for it harder than Hulk Hogan

I begged let me hit it, and she said I sure can

 

Sexy hot and racy

I met this chick named JC

She blew me from that back, she's crazy

But so acrobatic and amazing

She hung by her feet from the chandalier

And stuck her face up in my rear

What the fuck is she doin' now?

We screwin', bang pow boom and plow

 

Renae, Renae, this hoe don't play

I wanna make love until we float away

Take a short break, maybe smoke a jay

And then we can stroke, poke and play

 

I met a super freak named Caroline

Her neden had me hooked like heroin

Through her pussy, my dick came barrelin'

I want every hoe in this world we in

 

So there I am, Tokyo, Japan

Met a geisha girl named Gina Chan

She cleaned my dick, like spick and span

She cooked me steak and served me clam

 

I knew a big broad named Becky

If she falls on me she'll wreck me

She fell on my dick directly

And worked her weight correctly

All that side straight pressure rise

To that hot spot between her thighs

I bust my load and rolled back my eyes

Big Becky cool like one of the guys

 

I met a rich bitch, her name was Blair

She was a West Palm beach millionaire

Fuck the money though, I didn't care

I wanted that ass and up in there

She was clean, douched and prepped

I was sprung and she had me pimped

I was her boy toy, full of joy

I thought she loved me 'til she called me Roy

 

There's another chick named Victory

She had this thing with lickin' me

Includin' my ass, which was sick to me

I tried hers and it taste like Hickory

 

I met a cowgirl, said her name was Ruth

She could whistle for a horse with her big ass tooth

This bitch stunk if you want the truth

Even so I knocked her boots all the way to Duluth

 

Holy fuck, pull over the car

Street walkin' beauty like a shining star

She was perfect, from behind so far

When she turned around she looked like GWAR

 

Met this hottie named Neeka

Ass like alpha ann seeka

Couldn't tell but I think she was a tweeka

When we fucked she was louder than a speaka

 

I met a young hottie at seven eleven

She asked for a favor, said her name was Heaven

Would I buy her a case of Bud

And if I do we'd make some love

She was nineteen and I was old

Her neden was warm and my dick was cold

I bought that brew like I was told

And spent some time up in her folds

 

I met this bitch named Cherry Puss

We both loved smokin' strawberry Kush

We got so high in her mama's basement

In between her legs is where my face went

 

The Hatchet Boyz, kings of the mat

Wrestled one night and I met this rat

Named Fiona, her belly was fat

But her titties weren't all that pancake flat

 

There's a girl named Zora at the party store

She makes no secret she's a dirty whore

We fucked in the cooler, my ass was cold

'Cause I laid on the floor as my dick she rode

 

Three sister, Lola, Lea and Lana

Two was nineteen the other older than Madonna

All fine as hell, fuck 'em all I wanna

Threw my dick in their faces like a Hurricanrana

 

Mike E. Clark, Legz Diamond too

They can vouch, these rhymes are true

All my homies have heard us brag

They know about the hoes we tag

 

Our young homie Clay heard us rap

And said he had way more freaks than that

We told 'em like this, they might be freakin'

But boy you never had ICP treatment

 

 

Ten minutes was the warmup, nigga

Get in tune

You wanna beef? Let's meet, hit my Zoom

I'm callin' shots

You in the bleachers mournin' every move

I kill 'em with success

I'm up next like afternoon

You niggas evenin' the playin' scale

It's like the moon

Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes

You get eclipsed

And then I star in the movie (LexNour)

Where the underdog leaves the

Wholе game straight confused

You think you rappin' with a

God, you must be crazy, nigga

Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do

These puppies barkin'

They done bit off more than they can chew

My album just dropped

I'm already back for round two

This here for shit's and giggles

Here's an epiphany

Dax ain't droppin' music when he's rappin'

He's droppin' symphonies

I make Mozart than most, my key lyrically

Is noted on a scale above the whole industry

It's Dax i got bars out in Georgia

Twenty-minute songs'll probably Illinois ya

I got PTSD from the killin's of these beats

I'm a veteran

I came in the game like a soldier

I could sun you like Barbosa

Me and Nash playin' soccer out in Canada

That's Trudeau

I ain't never lied in my prime

How I minister the flow is unknown

They don't know where it's comin' from

Like phone calls with star 69

They say I say nothin'

That I'm corny and outdated

If I rapped in the '90s

I'd probably be famous

That the flow and the cadence is abrasive

I be blackin' out on beats

Even niggas started callin' me a racist

Like Aunt Jemima

I need an Oscar, they admire my wiener

They blowin' me like Hurricane Katrina

I get Superdome defenses tryna find

A way to stop me

I'm offensive with the wordplay

I minored misdemeanors

Bitch, you might need a subpoena to see me

Like John Cena

High jab ya, huh, then wrap you like a turban

Pack a Stan in a can and ship him to Eminem

And say "Dax needs a feature" and

Pray that it's not a burden, why?

Because I rap in cursive

They treat my lyrics like the Bible

The OG and the King James Version

This colloquial

My verses speak 'hood and suburban

So the people in the 'jects

Still respect my sermons

Merge it, LeapFrog it, Kermit

You want a pass, you'll need a permit

Lyrically, I'm drivin' drunk how I'm swervin'

In and out of genres, I ain't pop or urban

I'm my own category, you can

Call that shit purpose, listen

I need to get this off my chest

You a bitch if I'm rappin'

And you say you not impressed

Your input does not add money to my check

Who the fuck about to do this

And not even break a sweat?

Man, they committin' genocide tryna

Exterminate the lyricist

While saying Dax is the antithesis

That's means opposite

But if I'm the opposite

Then how am I independent and

The game's still profitin'?

It's not supposed to happen, they cappin'

I'm a goddamn savage when rappin'

Gas mask yo' casket 'cause the smoke I

Spit will give you lung damage

If you wanna come and grab what I'm grabbin'

You'll have to lift weights and wait

'Cause the tectonic plate shift I

Create is so great

That by the time you reach me the earthquakes

The booth was my birthplace

I'm used to the static

They say I got drive, I'm auto matic

Ain't listenin' to demos

Especially not 'cratics

These niggas panic like we at the disco

I got a simple plan for you

We should rage against the machine

I'ma need a team

I'm two and a half men myself

Like Charlie Sheen

This industry's sick, Dax is the vaccine

Top five in this bitch

At least the past three

If they say otherwise, they anti-vaccine

And the mandate passed suppresses

They free speech

'Cause I'm in a different category

My whole life is a allegory

The truth I speak is a double-edge

And that's why there's no matrimony

Everybody knows what I came to do

So they separate and the alimony

Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because

My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and

I'm perplexed by the hate

Why flex in your songs if

They carry no weight?

If my shit's trash but spreads at this rate

Then maybe it's you who has no taste

And I don't normally pray, but today I'll say

Dear God, please wash these lames away

And ironically, that's the name of my song

That's gold with no fuckin' radio play

Now it's back to the topic

Let me hit you wit' a switch

How the fuck I'm pussy if

You always on my dick?

I don't rap about the typical

My money or a bitch and if I ever do flex

I'm in the gym doin' lifts

I don't pack nothin' but six

My abs stay ripped

I'm like an ad lib, bitch, I stay in the mix

Every time I see a beat in my scope

It's a hit state of mind like a shooter

For the New York Knicks i'm the best

And if they ask Kawhi like the Clips

Tell 'em Dax got a glove with

The game in his grip

Throwin' counter punches, hooks

Metaphorically the shit

Like a potty mouth nigga with

A stank upper lip, and

This wasn't planned

I'm spittin' facts from a real-world scan

They cable, I'm streamin', they nice

But the difference, they can't

Do it on demand, i'm the man

B-b-bombin' on these beats if you

Tally up the bands

Got enough ammunition to supply the Taliban

Every bar is like a bullet, they go doo doo!

People try to Dodge

But they can't like a fuckin' caravan

Okay, now I'm warmed up, I can feel the sweat

The bars drip and turn complex

Hit the floor as I gas the beat

Then evaporate and condense

In a generation where common sense

Is not common sense

We need a real rapper, but when you say Nas

They think you mean Lil Nas X

And that's not a diss

I don't want to get canceled, YouTube

Don't take my channel don't copyright

'cause if you do I'll strike and beat at you

I'm sick and somethin' you can't handle

I'm solar like a panel

You can't desert me like a camel

I was built for this and

Somethin' they cannot dismantle

Man, this is appallin'

I bounce back like Spalding

I slide on these beats

My flows icy and my bars toboggans

If rap's a house

I'm home alone like Macaulay Culkin

And if you think you better, then

Rap about it and stop talkin', hot doggin'

I actually play basketball

I'm gettin' buckets if they ever

Say that Dax ballin'

I see them postin' who's the

Best hoop rap artist like I ain't led a

Whole goddamn college conference

This shit is wild

I see the posts and profiles

But commentin' negativity is not my style

I got a strap and I ain't talkin' 'bout a gun

It's a hoop term, dummy, go ahead

You can check my file

I been squeaky clean, see

I don't want to go to jail

But if I did, I know it'd triple all my sales

And that's the fucked up part about this life

Don't nobody wanna see you do good

'til you goin' through hell

And that's why I had to make this

Twenty-minute rap song

I'm 'bout to one take it

I just made my first album

Full of songs from the depths of my heart

And these people didn't appreciate it

I should've rapped about guns and violence

Or fuckin' bad bitches on an island

Or some drugs that I don't even take, heh

Then tell all the kids to try it

Man, what's it's gon' take to make it?

For them to say that I'm one of the greatest?

Do I gotta go sell my soul?

And live the rest of my life forsaken?

Don't push me, 'cause I just might do it

I go dumb, but I've never been stupid

I've had nothin' in my life before

And I was fine

So bitch, I'm not afraid to lose it

So, fuck this music, I don't need it

Call me cocky or call me conceited

Smooth criminal, I'm a demon

I Mike Jacked 'em, now they gotta beat it

I throw up hit's, heh, I'm bulimic

Shoutout to Drake why? I stay schemin'

Started from the bottom

Now the views I'm seein'

Mean nothin' was the same

And I'm no longer dreamin'

Man, this already a classic, yeah

I'm the future, so you can't look past it

If you take that mask off you

Could tell that I'm the baddest

Report cards the only time in life you'll

See Dax beside the word average

And I bet you I'm above

Go add 'er all together

I ain't talkin' bout the drug

And you know it's orange juice

If they say a C-plus

If you think I'm a 50 then

You got no sense like

The famous rap song that is

Called "In Da Club" calm down

Let me bust a rhyme and kick

Flips while I'm on my grind

I got tricks up my sleeve

I could make a simile disappear like

The line inside this line

And every time I rhyme

They see an Optimus in his prime

I transform, I could reach the blind

My mind's design is one of a kind

You'll find

There is no one like I and that is I why

I must keep it goin', constant motion

Locomotive i lack promotion, I provoke 'em

Break down every system but still be growin'

So sick that they might need some Ibuprofen

Off the deep end

Bars with the depths of oceans

Sub-zero flow, so you know it's frozen

IQ so high feels like I'm smokin'

Most impotent man who is spittin' potent

Face off with The Rock like a real Samoan

Tech N9ne with the chop, Midwest influence

That's congruent, payin' my respects

I'm never out of pocket

Name another young gun who is this polished

I spit fury, entice 'em with this rocket

Bars get to droppin' everywhere

Like I'm bronze bombin'

You couldn't put me in a box if we boxin'

BTS shots the only time Dax K-poppin'

Stick on my hip, I'll clean the whole room

But don't be alarmed, it's Dax

I'm just moppin' that's off-topic

Let me tell you somethin' real

Everything you see now was done with no deal

What does that mean? It's fuck how you feel

'Cause it's impossible to get this

Far with no skill

(Skill, skill, skill, skill, skill, skill)

Never mind, you won't find no one like me

I wish

That you would see me for what I am

Instead of ignorant top comments you

See on the 'Gram

I'm a once-in-a-lifetime type of man

Who actually cares 'bout the content

And all the fans

I guess it doesn't matter, they piss poor

Weak bladder

I gotta keep them at bay like the Packers

Don't stare 'cause you'll need a ladder

They pass words around like computer hackers

I'm built different, I was never breastfed

When I was two years old

I was dropped on my head

In school like Dej Loaf, they'd try me

But just like the second part of her name

I was all about the bread

So, I stayed focused

I couldn't afford to fumble

Wrestlin' demons in my bed

Like the Royal Rumble

Paid dues, they ain't never gave me a bundle

But they discount people who

Would fuckin' mumble this life is not fair

They dread Dax like Jamaican hair

Because they know they can't compare

Then stock my work and resell

It on the market and give Dax no shares

What the fuck? I'm 'bout to

Slide like a hockey puck, duck like Donald

Shoot like LeBron and tax niggas like Obama

Do the stanky leg and heat it up like a sauna

While you talk to yo' God and

Have to deal with yo' karma

As-salamu alaykum, I come in peace

I love all religions and

Practice what I preach

If you came into this world and you bleed

You're like me 'Cause love is my religion

And I love what I see

I'm not a Christian rapper

I just rap about faith

Without takin' the Bible and throwin'

It in your face

And ironically, when you do it that way

More people end up saved

I paved my way by scrapin' it

You ain't never seen a nigga

Like me, if you did

I guarantee they was on some label shit

They want me to leaf, I'm not

Rakin' it, twenty minutes, bitch

This my statement

Halfway and I'm just warmin' up

Now I'm 'bout to freak this like

Some pussy I'm playin' with

I'm 'bout give you that energy, uh

They know Dax sick, but he also the remedy

Yeah if they say I'm trash

They smokin' methamphetamine, yeah

This here my destiny, yeah

Pussy nigga, you an enemy

Never was a friend to me

Hundred different flows like

A muthafuckin' centipede, it's Dax!

My path's a lonely road, I walk alone

And I keep my eyes closed

I don't fuck wit' you broke hoes

I'd rather jack off inside my home

I can already see the fake

They rise quick then fall like Easy Bake

Then resurrect like Christ on Easter

Day, they straight ass

I ain't talkin' about a piece of cake

Uh, I'm turnin' up the concentration

Free in this bitch, but I'm not a mason

Came in the game and the beats I'm blazin'

Bring heat that'll torch and

Destroy the matrix

Line after line, got 'em snortin' greatness

Raw spelt backwards is what I'm wagin'

Dax is the brand and the occupation

Occupies the real so the constant hatin'

Comes from the fake who deny the basic

That Dax is a part of the conversation

With no cosign or major playlists

Radio play or talent agent

Anger and rage 'cause they can't contain it

Straight to top, and the spot is vacant

Those who oppose go straight to hell, hah

And go twerk with Satan

I'm spittin' it mad fast

I ain't gonna backtrack

My flow's in a hazmat, I'm fixin' to blow

Game in a backpack, they spittin' the rap cap

They know what they doin'

And they tryna be clones

I'm ice cold, no Steve Stone

Unless you're in Austin, Texas

WWE, you niggas restless

You are not getting in

You're not on my guest list

Don't fit like Tetris

I'm 'bout to make this flip

Anybody hatin' can come and suck my dick

Everything I spit is like glue, it sticks

When you poop's the only time you're the shit

Everybody wanna just get rich

You're all my sons just like Chris

I'm appalled 'cause you always miss

And if you hit

You still can't do it like this

And if you did your brain would explode

I'm next to blow

I'm a whole series, you're just an episode

Gimme legume, heh, like a vegetable

Beatin' me is a stretch

You better get flexible

Killin' this beat, but the crime is sensible

First-degree, I murder thee

Then mastermind then PhD

My schemes are credible

So the rhymes may not be detectable

Over heads, they go and fall on deaf ears

The buzz I made's beyond lightyears

So when they're toxic like Britney Spears

I barely hear 'cause I just switch gears

You ain't never seen a rapper

Strike this much fear

Amongst his foes and his so-called peers

So, like Visine drops, let me make this clear

I'm Dax, and I been in a different tier

And it's fire, fire, call for help

My desire burns and they passion melts

Independent, so I might not be felt

But I sign my checks, that's a higher self

Don't pull my card 'cause you might get dealt

My hand of God's from the Bible Belt

My wave's so big even Michael Phelps

Can't swim my shit without some help

So breathe, huh huh, huh huh

You might need a second to catch up

Dax is on a tear

And they're lookin' for backup

Semi-automatic, and I hit like a Mack truck

Breathe, huh huh, huh huh

And I don't give a flying fat fuck

Yes, I am a sinner, and I drink and do cuss

But like DJ Khaled, I got the keys

To unlock the beast

Extend my reach from down beneath

And knock off those who cannot compete

But want to act like they can fuck with me

It's OK-K-K like racial tension

"Dax nice, let's avoid him and never mention

He'll elevate to a new dimension

And leave us here in the kiddy section"

Sixty-five metaphors, where's my pension?

I retire beats and they go to heaven

Appraise them, not like a reverend

I mean raise their value

I'm still here like a statue starin' at you

I will stand the test of time

And if I sit I'll still be twice as

Tall with my head in the sky

Lookin' down at all you birds

Who talk on Twitter thinkin' there's

Power behind your words?

Callin' me corny behind your computer

In the fuckin' suburbs

Ha ha haha, hahahahaha, haha

You're way too late, heh I've mastered this

And now I'm better than great, heh heh

Uh in fact, I might just be top five

All-time, or at least top ten, well

Maybe nine minus five, divided by two

Minus the amount times we all

Get to live this life

That's one, don't waste it

You'd be way more successful with

Dax on your playlist

'Cause I rap about motivation, which you lack

'Cause if you focused on yourself

You wouldn't have time to go online

Spend your time there, heh

Just to shit on Dax oh, it's sad

You know I've never had someone more

Successful tell me I'm wack

And, oh, I forgot I'm black so I'm

Supposed to rap about guns, bitches, clothes

And tons of cash

While you pricks pray I lose my shit

While you sit at home and clap

And that's the kicker, heh

You don't even get paid to

Hate, heh, heh on Twitter, heh

It just makes you bitter

And my skin gets thicker and

It actually promotes my work

Indirectly and over a period

Of time you sheep

Herd and all just make me richer

I got you in a bind like a boa constrictor

I'm on the way up like a zipper and only

Fade in the cut with a pair of clippers

But I'm no clown, my shit's real

And that's why despite how you feel

It all still spreads around

Up and down with resoundin' sound

Even haters got to admit that

Dax got that bounce

Boy, you better run home when you see me

I don't mean a baseball mound

I'm the king in this bitch

That's why I let my hair grow

In the shape of a crown

You better bow down then get up

I won't let up or let go

I take the hate they throw and

Embody it for the energy to go turn up at my

Sold-out shows across the globe

South Africa, Nigeria zambia, Liberia

Canada, I need Expedia

And, oh, I got a message for the media

I don't care if that fake shit feedin' ya

You a sellout if you glorify that trash

That does not meet the criteria

I'm a patriot, I've united states

Every bill I check got Buccs and

Nears Tom Brady's throw completion rate

That's a bar, if you don't get it

But if you did

I have to explain for those who

Still give me no credit

Well, well, well

Actually I've got my I got my own money

I've always been a big advocate for debit

I don't obsess over what's not mine

I already think I'm great

They whine about Dax like a

Large amount of grapes

Then act pregnant like they made me and

I popped out way too late

And they never ever recovered

From postpartum baby weight

That's not my fault

I did my job and made waves like Rod

I put my heart on ice, and

If you slip and fall

I hope you break your jaw

So you can't talk at all and have to cry

Oh, I'm gettin' off track

Or maybe I should just go and

Finish that like No Life Shaq

You want to know what pisses me off the most?

People wanna pretend that they can

Do what I do drop these tracks back-to back

With impeccable raps

Stay humble, move how I move

Hit it on the nail, you're a loose screw

Ain't nobody fuckin' with me in this booth

It's a blatant lie if they try

To say I'm not the truth

Inspirational, all relatable

Undebatably one a kind

Intrinsic fire lit inside to match my grind

Critical thinkin' songs that actually make

You think about your life

Fuck attention spans

My music actually stands the test of time

I don't give a fuck about a Grammy

I should've had three

"Dear God", "JOKER", "Book of Revelations"

But these motherfuckers don't want to

Give it to emcees

Just glorify and push the shit that's empty

I'm at large in this bitch

Like a Starbucks Venti

Certified-killer, promise you don't want

To tempt me

Got the game in a state of rage, a frenzy

If they're speaking on my name and hate

It's envy i ain't missin' my target unless

I'm shoppin' for some bananas

I'm at c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-coco cabanas

K-k-killin' these comics c-c-comin' at

Me with cameras don't c-c-c-c-call me 'less

You callin' Colin, you cappin'

I'm a c-c-c

C-c-chemist c-c-cookin' everything

You c-cook 'cause I'm a menace

Dax is a Clause like Santa, but independent

My world is a series, I

Don't mean the Pennant, heh

They probably think that I'll run out of bars

But I'm a galaxy

And I got as many as the stars

I'm an extraterrestrial alien and I'm on Mars

And I'm comin' back to Earth to

Rid you of these retards

Man, I hope they don't cancel me for that

Cancel culture is a bitch

You can say anything you want

As long you're not rich

But if you're poor, oh, they might get you

Too because if you ever become successful

They'll use your past against you

We can't even be human

We can't even make mistakes

Everyone's a dick

But won't cum say it to your face

We spend our lives looking left and

Right while we run our race

Then wonder why we're depressed and always

Finish shit in second place

Get up and get gone

You ain't right if you're doin' nothin' wrong

Get off of that phone

Find out Korea like Kim Jong-Un

Find your passion and cash

In like Kim Kardashian

And bask in the fact that it takes

Action to be a massive attraction

And stay active instead of bein' passive

Reach out and go grab it and make habit's

Fuck status, you'll stay static, just march

No madness

This bracket is an elite synapsis

All info passed has been imagined

No draggin' if you wanna get

Cash then start smashin'

Instead of waitin' 'til you're in a casket

And braggin' on what happened in the past

Of your life as the basic average

Be a savage, attack it, rip it, slash it

Cremate it take it's ashes and smoke it

Gas it so hard that the pedal smashes

Stop livin' in captions, you're better

Than that, you have it, addict

Like Go-Go Gadget, you're equipped

To wreak havoc, emphatic

I'm 'bout to weaponize a generation

This road I'm blazin' got

My enemies wishin' they

Had never tried to crack the pavement

Poetic justice

Everybody's here in my arraignment

Murder to Goliath, and I am fuckin' David

You couldn't save 'em with the flash drive

Don't question a Mark

He a snitch if you ask why

Whole generation lost

You can check the spectrum

My connection isn't there like

They low bar WiFi

I'm not a part of this shit

I'll never celebrate ignorance

I'm on the border

Like undocumented immigrants

Tryna decide if I should stay in the village

Or risk it to benefit but

Have to move militant

If you're hatin', you're a child

You don't understand the Dax impact

And you won't for a while

But once you get old, and this life gets real

You'll wanna go back and wish my

Words touched you like a pedophile

You must be crazy if you think I'ma stop

I was hip without hip-hop

Between the lines, I could read the signs

They don't want music

They want songs that'll get

A whole generation locked

So, I stay back and push

My little positive message

Isolated from the game up

In the nosebleed section

No awards or recognition

But my state of correction

Facilitates the people chained to get

A bit up in heaven and that's a felony

Even amnesia couldn't make them

Not remember me

The word meme is short for memories

So, when you tryna break what I've made

Keep in mind you helpin' me build a legacy

And that's why I'm right in they face

Somethin' they cannot erase

Take copy and paste

Penning these verses and eight

The penmanship I exude is of dystopian taste

Characterized by world issues full

Of drama and pain me, Picasso

And Da Vinci are of similar grain

The reality I paint is vivid, wicked

Ingrained into the skull of every human

Who allows me to take

Them on a trip where the

Pictures aren't perfectly framed

Crooked, cracked and maimed

Full of anger and rage

Spat on with graffiti, lit in fiery flames

From the mind of a human

Who is fuckin' deranged

And goin' down in history as

One of the greats and that's a fact

And to think this all came from an epiphany

Overnight janitor to poet to songs to moments

And now, finally, symphonies, it's Dax

Fuckin' up everybody who put me in a category

Thinkin' I was never gonna make it

If we talkin' 'bout the lyrics or the

Cadence or the meanin' of the songs

There's not another approachin' what

I've been makin' i've been sittin', waitin'

Innovatin', I'm patient, i'm waitin' to bust

Deliberatin' on what I should come

And beat in the cut

People say that they better

They better never endeavor

Or even sever the lever to try to get a go

Get a second amendment

Aggressive in every direction

Spit venom, there's no defendin'

I'll tell I'm independent

Pennin' with vengeance

The time on attention is iridescent

And shinin' like the brighter luminescent

And I'm tired of lululemon

Retention, first go, second-guessin'

They get to bendin' like back on my Dax

Kickin' the definition

Of bods, and riddin' the fold, hawks

And pick us up with the claws

And grippin' with the intention of deficit

And disorder like ADD

Kinda sorta and I soda-popped

Don't mean cola, a Star War don't mean Yoda

A Florida, Pensacola

There's more to roll-a by Motorola

I'm in control-a, I hit the quota

I made this beat sound while

I was in Minnesots

Fuck, fuck! Minnesota

What are we at? What are we at, bro?

Twenty minutes, man ha, for real?

For real, bro heh, heh, oh, alright, well

Let's try one that's an hour, heh