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Tryna titty fuck Ricki Lake Wanna take Rihanna on a Disney date People looking at me stupid "is he baked?" When I ate 68 tabs with a whiskey chase Eazy Walk in to a busy bank Hi! Tell her teller "gimme safe!" Bye! Then I blow her kissy-face If she waves back at me, love her like I'm Drizzy-Drake Wait Pills from Kevin made me Spacey Doctors say I'm crazy, it's a brain thing Chemical imbalance is my talents As a kid I spent my whole allowance On anything if it was mainstream Arizona ice tea for my pasties Noodles from Edo since grade three Mucho burritto with baked beans and a steak cheese My mind is off it's rocker And I fuck with starship locker Just like fucking Nostradamus Droppin bombs like rocket launcher Off the top floor of apartments But my prophet's not Muhammad Nah, I'm only talking dollars I'm a hyper-active rappin' psychopathic Michael Jackson That hasn't went to the bathroom Since last time I saw my dad And my daddy he drive a Mazda He wipe my ass on a napkin He drive me to mid-Nevada And drop me off at a mansion Pardon me, Charlie Sheen Pass the Bacardi, please I can hardly sleep I love the party scene I got a lot of problems And you know, it probly be Coz the time An aborted fetus Fell onto the floor in Eatons Right out of my Momma's (hey!) So therapy, I sorta need it There, I feed a quarter piece of chicken To the whore's divas Tryna snort the coco up they nono Off a horse's penis Ya! I just stole the flo-flo off of Tortured Genius I'm trying to book meetings with a corporate Jesus People think that Eazy Mac's sorta a Re- -Informative speech, Stanton recording his beats Presidential, eating lunch like I'm Donald Trump Everything my pen writes down now, Robert Munch Blowing up so much, I got an Islamic buzz Got a new friend request, from ISIS anonymous They wanted to sponsor us They told me they bought a bus They wanted to go on tour They told me they brought a gun BA BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BA BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM If they don't like my mood, its BA BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM Ya! Merkules, lift the curtains, please Let me on stage with the circus freaks I need percs and weed And a verse for free And some purple lean It's our anniversary Remember? We were Chasing Rabbits, September Went on a bender to Denver From October, November December got way better But only coz of Christmas Eve Dimethyltryptamine (DMT) Did I mention shift in dreams? Mind bending mysteries? I'm venting misery He got mad coz then when I mentioned Krispy Kreme Couldn't find a location open So now he's pissed at me
Writer(s): Adam Stanton, Mahmoud Barett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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