Hella business Got hella ******* Poppin double bottles With a couple of mistresses Stellar mistreatment Here's the key Lock em in the cellar Forever their memory lies But a troubling mystery
Hysteria erupting Like waves gushing From the tip of my ***** My genius is better I'm the King here's my scepter Now watch the teeth You worthless Queen Or I'll stifle them screams
I **** ******* on trampolines Motion sickness? Overdose on Dramamine Slave to the magnitude Of my impressive **** munching Exploring deplorable nether-regions galore; Can't touch me you got nothing Broke ******* Grind your brain like morning coffee beans
Shame is a word just outside the boundaries of my fabulous vocabulary
Oh, am I contrite? How trifling Check my charm I'm enlightening Enigmatic and igniting sporadically like lightning Magically radical voyaging down down down the rabbit's hole Inciting excited riots to light fires spark fuses and chew on live wires You do not frighten me. Delivering excruciating asphyxiation to every pwn'd n00b Is my modus operandi And this is my magnum opus
I have Tourette's
Conceive these merriments of abhorrent mental abortions Precisely concise and incisive concocting incoherent comatose monstrosities to flatten your lifelines Conduct these ensembles of debauchery and narcotics - I'm fascinating; Crippling your mind like a lobotomy and tripping the light fantastic through bombarding planes of consciousness I'm on acid thraxXx'd the **** OUT and faded Levitating fading and oscillating in time while inflating my ego
But lets be realistic the caliber of my linguistics is intrinsically aesthetic but none too altruistic Untrue! Be reasonable lest I demand be-headings on grounds of treason Its not hard for me - It's profound, the sound of suffering; I'll swallow your soul 'Tis the season!
Inference for instance - ****-hand upturned to oceans of incessant peasants Pestering to ****** and fluster your festering ****-hole Exact my revenge; begin phase mayhem initiating total brain annihilation interring bodies posthaste with skilled persistence And sporting in poor taste RESISTANCE IS FUTILE
You who peers through eye of the pyramid- Would you be so kind as to interpret my footprint at face-value? Do you take me for a fool yet seek prophets reaping profits? Listen to them sleep, baaah-ing away like flocks of little sheep My hearts not on my sleeve but I have a trick or two up there;
Now bow before my marvelous flow As I behold my throne whilst throwing bows and exposing hoes.