01/18/05 The title is self explanatory. 16 stanzas: no chorus.
The illest music you'll ever hear.
Lyrics
It’s Dizeazed bitch Poping off like a cork
I’m taking this more intense then the most extreme sport
You can find me in alleys and sewers of all sorts
You can find me blind folded and juggling swords
I’m a little cranky and angry and need a machete
To drive through these fake emcees like they heated spaghetti
We ain’t playing hide and seek cause I’m coming when you ain’t ready
“Like 1…2.. 100, I see you under the bedding!”
I got a wedding with my mic set for next week
And did you know that the sex sends shocks through my feet
She’s really curvy, so smooth, and daym so hot
She doesn’t seem to like to talk, but sure listens a lot
I’ll hit the spot of any g that I see
And I don’t mean gangster, take a second to think
Do you really think a white kid from the surburban streets
Could mug someone and be like “excuse me can I have you keys?”
Please, I ain’t with all that mess
But I’ll gladly be the one to take the stress off your chest
Because I’ll just put it back in a blade and up to your throat
And you’ll be standing there thinking “Wait, is this a joke?”
I thought you just said you wasn’t mugging people, is that straight?
Yea with gats, but with blades, I get a little insane
You can call me Dizeazed, it’s in my brain
The doc that tried to get it out ended up getting strangled with a chain
I try to restrain but it’s got a hold on me
All I do is not do what I’m told, that’s all you see
It’s really not that bad, that everyday I’m sad
I wish that I was happy, but instead go crazy mad
And everyday that I’m happy, I’m happy I’m not sad
Which makes me think about being mad, wait, hello… dad?
Yes pops, I know you’re stuck in the trunk
I know it smells like a skunk and I know that I flunked
Out of elementary school, but if you would have been cool
And not have been so rude, then I wouldn’t have had to
Go and toss all of your work papers into the swimming pool
Then lock you in a trunk that was already half full
And now that you’ve learned your lesson, and it’s ok
If I let you out of the trunk are you going to play nicely
All I ask is that you listen to every word that I have to say
And just maybe we… wait, wait… no… don’t suffocate!
Man that’s the third one this week! What my luck
I’m bored, I’m gonna go run over some cats with my truck
Wait a minute, I have an idea, I know what I can do
I bet you like to play games, heck I can play with you!
Fuck I’m crazy, I just can’t say it enough
Every corpse in my yard thought I was making a bluff
Like an atomic shadow, I creep in the shade
But as soon as you get me angry I’ll blow you away
Causing dismay is like my favorite past time
Didn’t do my homework and teacher’s just say “that’s fine”
Every boy who had a girlfriend, I’d be like “that’s mine”
I’ll take her now and you can come pick her up half past nine
You could pass that line, but really I wouldn’t
Last kid who tried I took out their spine and dipped it in pudding
And gave it to his own dog as a chew toy
Mom called him in like “oh Rover, you’re such a good boy”
After that she passed out, they said it was shock
Like they’ve never seen a dog with a string dragging a cock
You can call me off the block, whatever you want
I know I’m insane, shit like I’d be able to front
Yo it’s Dizeazed, it looks like I’m out of this bitch
I only had an hour to write and record my shit
Because I’m 36 and I still live at home
And I give my dog dome when I’m all alone
