[Flybot Van Damn] Well I`m mad n sick Fucked up and I`m cussin Sniffin Krazy Glue Drinkin Robitussin C`mere ya goddamn piece of fuck I wanna back over your face with a dumptruck And watch the blood come out of your eyes and nose Then I`m gonna drop a big rock in your bowl Well I`m huge, you better realize that Got three fuckin rows of teeth like a shark Chop down your tree and bite off all the bark So don`t you make no smart ass punk remark Cuz I`m liable to go off on ya, bitch You`re lookin at a psycho Certifiable I`ll make ya real uncomfortable And I`m laughin, heh heh, cuz it`s funny And when you see me comin you get up and get runnin Coverin your ass cuz you know that I will kick it That`s the ticket I`munna strike and a-picket See my boot? I think it`s time ya lick it Ya ain`t safe in the woods when I drop out the thicket I`m stalkin Whenever I`m out walkin Guess what? I`m gunna jump you first Cuz I saw you a mile away with binoculars Just got done stealin your mom`s purse And we ain`t even done with the first verse Fuck yeah, Dipshit Am Goin t` Jail
[Guy Albino] I go all out on a fool with a blunt tool Swimmin in blood pools it`s makin me drool To just think about it Killin n killin again Rip off your neck reach down and grab a vital organ Of my choice- heart, spleen, lung or liver I put it in my pocket and snack on it later Keep your eyes peeled and keep your ears open Cuz I see the world through an infrared scope- n wait I see your jawbone startin to masticate A hundred eight bones in your body to break I curb-stomp your feet then smash them with hammers Literally, not metaphorically or grammatically I take away at humanity Death is for certain, my life is insanity My Mac-10 has a empty clip again I reload and show you how to kill men I swing the battle axe quicker than ya thinkin Leave decapitated heads dead and stinkin Cops or civilians, it doesn`t make a difference When the Mac`s spittin, they`re all gonna fit Into a category when I decide to stick them Smoldering bodies of my pulverized victims
[Dook Crapmore] Now it time to get mellow Cuz I`m tough like old Jello- yes Dook Crapmore And I can see- you`re back for more Crush your head- and then choke ya Don`t look dead- I`ll poke ya Roll ya up- and then I`ll smoke ya From the start They could tell I`m straight from Hell Born- with gun in fist Found out quick- I`m easily pissed Doctor slapped my ass and they found him dead Raised on dirt and beer-soaked bread Six foot tall at the age of five No one in my town was still alive I killed em Meanest motherfucker that you ever will meet As I grab your face and begin to beat Your ass And steal your grass If you`re lookin for your drugs? I took em Grabbed your beer cans And shook em Up Then I chewed the face off your pit bull`s pups Whassup? You think this mellow man is all a bluff? How can a slow fucker be so tough? Well drop to the floor Cuz I killed your
Mother in the Summer, Sister Downtown Wife in the street Kids at the playground When I get to you I`ll throw you down and fuck ya With a rugged dry hump Try to get up but thump thump thump I`m the Dook Motherfuckin maniac Memories of me, drippin from your butt crack
Slow it back down N that was nothin Time for me to go With Flybot and Guy Albino Cuz some punk we killed, I`m tryin to rebuild Chopped off his head with a Boy Scout hatchet Duct tape- I`m tryin to reattach it Got myself a hammer And got myself a nail Fuck this- Am Goin t` Jail
[Flybot Van Damn] You? What the fuck ya lookin at? Bluh?!?! Can`t ya see I gotta motherfuckin problem? I`m on drugs- and I`m slobberin I like to disembowel and mutilate Me so hard I got a AK-48 I`m also skilled in martial arts, see Jump kick put a foot up your artery Har de Har Har I just can`t seem to stop laughin I like to break shit and [***haver havini***] It`s bafflin How the Hell`d I get up on this scaffoldin? Doesn`t matter Cuz Flybot`s goin to jail Goddammit better send me some fan mail The food I get better not be stale Like this here microphone I think it`s time I pass it, yo To my motherfucker, Guy Albino
[Guy Albino] Yo fuck dat, and yo fuck dis I think it`s time ya wake up and smell the piss And just so you know who ya fuckin with? It`s Guy Albino, and you ain`t shit And you ain`t shit, and you ain`t shit And you ain`t shit, and you ain`t shit And if there`s any motherfuckers out there that i missed? You ain`t shit, and your dog ain`t shit I got ten pit bulls on one damn leash Ready to chew your ass cheeks like raw meat And when I`m through? You`ll wish you was dead And if you don`t? Well then I`ll still go ahead And kill you Leave you lyin there until you Commence to rot and start smellin like mildew Just like a Indian doin a rain dance I jump up and down on your head and do a brain dance, punk Ya jerk-ass dork I`m runnin through Hell with your mom on my pitchfork I rain on your parade I shit on your picnic I`ll break my foot in your ass like a toothpick And then I`ll sit back and have a big shrimp cocktail Cuz Am Goin T`Jail
[Flybot Van Damn, Guy Albino] Am Goin T`Jail Goin T` Jail Am Goin T`Jail Shit, Am Goin T` Jail Goin T` Jail Goin T` Jail
