Burger N*gga this is my cup, drink the cyanide up Dope as f*ck so I would really shoot a group of guys up Deep thought, I'm often lost (F*ck it) put me next to awesome Still can't tell the difference, just like Asians with their eyes shut Butt f*ck a couple rocks, in the Wendy's parking lot Barking at the sight of light from my bright sparkling Cock-a-doodle, eatin' toaster strudel at a nude beach in Rome In a black-pink spaghetti strap, made of Roman noodles My b*tch is bad, mixed with a thicky ass Get my dicky rocky this will end up in a sticky blast Chrissy Brown, mask on my face, now I'm kicking ass Life's a b*tch, f*ck college, mommy I am ditching class I rather be happy then f*cking forty So f*ck the teacher's lecture I'm having Sydney record me For the 2Dope.. (They didn't like it) Oh well, let's get XXL to write us a f*cking story
It's sitting right in my lap I see it, scribbled across the lines I read it I'm the f*cking poet who knows it, you know it, you bogus
Comprehend the language, you scared of war? I'm all anxious, we got the Angus if you want beef Now that's a burger for ya ass n*gga (Slice the onions) Now that's a burger for ya ass n*gga (Put on the cheese) Now that's a burger for ya ass n*gga (Where's the barbeque sauce?) Now have that burger eat it fast n*gga
F*cking all, get you some, obviously intended pun Same time it took, Jason Dill to get the stitching done Custom made, one of one, sold out Roxy for some months Ski mask color of a pickle just to perform Sandwitches Started back in f*cking London cracker children wanted something They could bump and punch a bunch and f*ck a face stumble Now, moshing pits to breaking arms, Zombie Circus not a carn Evil wolfs is on the farm and were all evil harmed? Any sheep creep, quiet tendered sleep