[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
