Perfect to the second power of forever Ask him do he it? Hells yeah, now or never On a mission with friends of fair the better, off to Mt. Tuna Wear your leather prepared
And out for Catman my brothers He keep his strand slicked back like Caruthers A balding boy, sound like Janeane Fiend for a sloppy fro, who seen the Coiffio?
Not me yo, I'm leavin, I'm Even if him got them weavin' Kalikelon No more or less stress your old boss The tears burn eyes less than fresh S-curls sores
And Brenda, the best lost Uncle grandfather chest was pearl gloss Earl tossed, there goes a tray of hamburgers Villain they old and gray like olden day scam workers
Circa one nine On the mic machine it seems his work will never be He seeks the level of power But weak geek might freak it in another
Or so, they call the fool retarded guy In you could spot it when he nodded here, why? I think his true name was The toupee, the male anime herald
A good like the walk to the bank Not the plank, talk to the and the hot frank dog
Danger Doom it's Master Shake, hey Ah, did you get e-mails I sent? Umm, I'm waitin to hear from you I, I think maybe you're, you're in the shower
Do you, are you in the shower? But I'm still, totally, I got other stuff Uhh, but I'm, I am more to doing yours
So, if you can let me today That'd, uhh, be great, okay? Just, just a call and fa-for the schnizzle For to do the rap
And I'm really sorry about that other one The call, Meatwad Okay, call me dog