Got an axe in the duffle bag, couple of fags stuffed in the backseat muzzled and gagged,
Wrapped in bubble wrap, two lesbians, a couple Hustler mags,
Now grab the Pez dispenser fill it up to the max with muscle relaxers,
The Governor of Alaska, she lust when I ask her to shove my Pulaski sausage up in her ass, huh
While we hover over Nebraska, shooting at the f-cking buffalo pasture,
In the helicopter man I can¡¯t f-ck her no faster,
She screaming grab my titties, ¡°Shady suck on those bastards¡±,
But I ain¡¯t no sucka, I won¡¯t snuggle up with her after,
I¡¯m a gigolo, but y¡¯all look like the Juggalo rapper,
Everyday man, I just seem to get a little bit doper,
Sh-t, back down, man I¡¯d rather lick on a scrotum,
And eat the fucking Octo moms pussy lips with some okra,
While I watch Whoopi Goldberg scissor with Oprah, while Rosie pussy farts and takes a piss on the sofa,
Get a boner and play di-k swords with the Jonas,
Brothers, your mother f-cking mothers aromas,
Like no other, I keep thinking of her smothered in somas.
Its chemical warfare, drops bombs like Saddam,
I¡¯m bringing the drama, like barrack Obama,
Playing rock em¡¯ sock em¡¯ robots with the octo moma,
I vato loco homie, I cock those lama¡¯s for chemical warfare.
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