I watch my Maury, what do they say?
It's hard to tell when they have mosaic on their face.
They fail polygraph, and then I start to laugh,
Because I can't tell that they're talking up some trash.
I watch my Maury, that show is great;
It might be boring when you can't tell what they're saying.
When they start to bash, it just can't be surpassed;
At least I think--they've pixelated mouth masks.
Sometimes, I think about what they say,
But after a while, it starts to hurt my brain.
Everyone's a swearer, defacing their name.
Mastermind editor blowing my brain.
Sometimes, the crowd just yells out tones
That keeps their eloquence from reaching my home.
Nobody's a winner--ambiguous show!
You'll never find out who fathered the ho.
ALL THEY EVER DO IS *Beep beep beep beep*
AND-A *Beeeep* NOW WHO'S THE DADDAY!?
Eloquent skullhead bones slutty hos and whores san clothes; Running when they need 'im to help pay for their newborn spawn.
Met her on a corner and f*** ed on a bus,
Causing her to call up Maury to cuss.
We watch her sdkfjsfd and spit out our lunch
So we can begin yell
