@Bambino,
I was that kid that did acid with a hatchet soaked in gas and match stick
wrapped it with a fat chick when i fell backward an back flipped
over batmans ass lips into robins gastric he went bat ****
all cause he said i couldnt back it , shouldnt a said i couldnt hack it
started gene hackin gene hackman hungrier then a mean pac man
packin 3 three lunches an 2 dinners breakfast of a true winner
take two sinners and stew inerds **** faced eating apu's dinner
watching bart simpson in a turkey costume as homer chokes the chicken
parents telling me you can watch but ur not supposed ta listen
cooking cannibutter almost roached the kitchen
watching how high and half baked the dope editions
in scolding water soak the dishes n roast the fishes
boss promoting me saying thats so ambitious
sell a pound at the pound like I know those bitches
in the type a bars with viper cars an throwing midgets
throwing 300 pounds a guiness
dig a hole here to china gina an get down ta business
menace to society's of chemists trying to figure out what my flem is
ahem spitshine tennis shoes reflecting kick ya **** senseless
.0 dollars and not a cent less since this concensus
slap an apprentice appendix with an appendix
uh ten dictionaries
pages are pussies the pen dicks , n hairy ball friction barely fiction
carry diction with no dereliction getting smoked barrel sippin
the bone marrow vixen christian kissin virgin mary sippin sixth gin
out where im pissin where jesus ? did i miss him
her lips bin tattood on the milkbox missin
she loves calcium an valium ,full moon the whole room Im outie son