All the bad boo when you rap I can you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact I got one in the and two in the back And the bitches keep "Odd Future is back"
1:] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less While I stock in wet rock Smoke all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the dead And pop it like I tossed a in the engine And go than a fucking crack intervention Clown of the class and the last to it Big Earl make you stand at attention Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking Catch 'em where slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go Girl, you ain't even gotta ask you finna know Why this Playboy so in this centerfold Sticky what my niggas blow, icky finish foes Hit 'em low, litter them Chronicles of Riddick bows Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas they sprinting fo'
[Verse 2: Vince Black Ted Bundy as John Gacy Chilling with a victim, she was 18 A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the store She freaked with dick to support the habit picked up in the fourth Grade A piece of ass, so I on screwing it Slipped of a couple inside the bitch's juice and gin Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy She's and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it Look, you know it's not rape if you like it, So sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the Or else have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette Mop the blood up, put the body in the
her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms "Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or fucking look You are Fantasia and the bag's a fucking book
3:] Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these I met last night They thought I was cute 'til I asked what ass like Damn right, red light, ran through it "You even have your permit, what the fuck are you doing? " Maybe if you the fuck up, we'd be cruising And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout bruises But no, you wanna be Fuck-with-the-Music I'm zoning on Relapse, she's sliding on Three seconds it takes for her to turn With my hands around her throat, her stopped moving stops too, in the back, look confused As I turn to tell them both not to do stupid Red, white, lights in the rear-view, shit to the shoulder, tell them both no moving Sit in the back, cause the windows tinted As I rolled down to forge a new friendship "Aren't you a too young to be driving? " Look Officer, I'm just get home "Get out the car with your license and registration" I ain't getting outta shit, you're to try my patience Didn't have backup, I could by the Hummingbike to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife Stabbed him in his neck and hip, him in the trunk and dipped Back to the crib for some tea and crumpets, shit
All the bad boo when you rap I can you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact A one in the front, dead cop in the back And two live screaming "Odd Future is back"