Lyrics
i smash fags with bags from glad ads//
take action from rations that made me mad//
bash dads that grab ass in mario land//
grass pads smash lab rats inside intestinal glands//
inside of you, who knew you shoot hoops and scoop poops//
and fruit-loops, snooped on the stoop and yellin merci beaucoup//
your stupid, i smack ya with blueprints, your useless//
leave ya toothless, or boobless depending on sex, unless//
your pappy, who gets slap happy with wacky or jess-//
-ica, ill mess with ya, call me silly mista, you cross dress//
small dress, arlen ness, star trek, small neck, check-mate//
to late, im insane , smash planes into trains , whats next mate?//
my brother is finess, ill be a chemist, you'll be a blemish//
i dunno how to use blemish in a sentence//
or a line, shrine, dime, lime, i can rhyme, how bout in past tence//
i used french, thats past tence, drenched in dense hemp//
from kindergarten to tenth, been gifted with a hard head//
smashed pole, happy im not dead, i far-ted in garbage//
smart kids to rich kids, i've spoken they have small dick//
such pricks,. that lick trix and poke sticks, and yell ditch!//
i think they mean bitch, oh shit. i said bitch, damn im sick//
sicker than slick rick, bitch im better i said it// i meant it//
scream it , leave it, to beavis and butthead//
give a slut head,or be dead, get shot with lead, be a butthead//
shot dead, fuck head, i fed fred bread, and bred inbreds//
insects, in sex , in lex, skin less, finess, guinness//
