Lyrics
I'll cut you open split down the center like a dutch,
Tug out your innereds, see if you can call my bluff,
In such a rare case of servere hypocondria,
I'll prolly have to amputate your head for further studies brah,
so fuck it, I can bang bang your chick with my 10 ft dick,
till her lips are pillow shaped, and swallow the tip of my prick,
shits sick, the way she rode me like a bull,
I gave her more than the 8 seconds that she ever had with you,
you actin bashful, prolly scared while hearin this shit,
but when she kissed you did it still taste like my dick?
just a suggestion tell her ass about mouth wash,
so then she can suck me off, and not still smell like my balls,
I take my time, when I'm preparin for war,
got machettes and swords, chain-mail armor and more,
go ahead, bust shots, we can even the score,
cut your vocal cords, so you can't scream no more,
Check it, bastard ass pests, get your ass kicked,
let the magnum play... "How many bullets does the clip fit?"
Heres a tip, depends which piece your fuckin with,
cuz the .44 got 6 with your name on em bitch,
I'm gonna discard you like the crust on shitty pizza,
fuckin geek ass, homosexual barney loving gisha,
You prolly chill with the purple tellitubie after work,
laughin while ya'll flirt, and he sticks his hand up your shirt
I can tear your face apart and fly fish with your eyeballs,
telling your mom to just stay calm, and shut her god damn jaw,
spit acidic flem, at feminine men,
while I giggle when I'm jiggling the pen,
yo I'll pump you full of lead like a mechanical pencil,
this ain't a movie but we'll keep this shit suspenseful,
we can go pound for pound, or round for round,
and you can get left beat brick red, bloody on the ground,
I ain't even joking homie, I'll beat you till you can't see,
and then have the decentcy to pay your cab fare home b,
Then let your chick blow me, slowly,
tell her my names Yogie, and I could be her bear,
as long as she gets bare, and doesn't mind all the hair,
all over my chest, and on my dairy-aire
My criteria compared, to the shit you've prepared,
seems a little one sided, not at all fair,
I'd win hands down, bitch without a doubt,
my flows poppin in the south, and I can pop you in the mouth,
Fuckin dumb faggots, can get thier adams apple kicked,
Keep a leash on your chick, fore I tie her up with my dick,
I'll play twister with your underage sister,
and leave blisters everywhere I kissed her,
Flip dope rhymes quicker, then gettin drunk off hard liquor,
sicker than an epileptic, aids infested, baby sitter,
Take your hands off the steering wheel, enjoy the view,
that few see fore the darkness takes over you,
I'd tear your still thumping heart from your chest,
so you could see it beat, as you breathe your last breath...
