There's a storm brewin',so I warn humans/ cuz most of them are either more clueless or born stupid/ opposite of well informed, truth is/ when I let loose with this noodle groovin'/ my cock-a'- doodles been cooked like a goose egg/ my stitches have all been loosened & my sootchers/ been inserted with spoon ends, I'm shroomin'/ & assumin' by the way you're pupils have quadroopled/ all the kway- loods, shard-in-aye booze/ you've aten' & drankin' from early Thursday avin-inn' til Friday at 8:10/ p.m. til late then/" What in the Tarnation ,are you tryna' say friend?!"/ all's I'm tryna' say is....I'm feelin' way sick,& I can't deal with, these touchy feel chicks/ who try' in reel me in, do ya'll ...feeeeel me then, I'm gettin' real upset/ couldn't comprehend what's the deal ,I bet/ you gettin' peeled like bread/ & sliced like bananas, can you man-udge/ 2 make it back from my cabana?/ backwards, losing track of,the tilted axe-sess/ you wask-silly- wabbits, need your ass kicked/ or take a chill pill & relax-ess/ kick back bitch, this is not an act kids/ I'm shackled to the back of a black fridge/on a plastic packaged, collapsible mattress/ in the badlands of Iraq with, a handicapped plaque/ a ganny sack full of fat stacks of programmable pomegranates/ almost made it back ,left & got smacked yes/ ....yes I got smacked back ,off of what that black did/ my cataracts been, in contact with Draculas last bit/ washed up to the last rinse, has beens/ from a slash film in the Hamptons/ bumpin' that rap hit, straight outta Camp- ten/ the last thin, you saw was the gas lit/ abstract colostomy bags, mad shit/ so fashioned to your abdomen it would have to swim in a river of shiver me timbers/ depending on which end yers/ stopped gettin twittered on tenders/ & grinn- ders..." don't you mean grinders!?"- fuckin' dope- a- mean binders/ soaked em in slivers, that were coated with liners/ I'm smokin' alzheimers, with mall-ah- tawv- lighters/ so glad you could anoint us,, with your presence & join us....j-j-j-joinnnn usss...." I'm gettin annoyed with, this frickin re-toy-did/ middle class little bitches who jus wana piss & destroy us/ while we sit in the sickest whips/ like burgundy bullet riddled ,lifted Tah-koy- musss....my pistons destroyed struts/ sniffin' that toy dust/ lickin' this goys butt---- the fluck you jus say!?!?!? I must say, you gotta alotta nuts, to stay/ clutching to the bumper of her muffins, sure/ you buffed her up & busted in her dumper....
Jumped her , just to toughen her up like thumper, butter cup off that dust yer/ someone that i want to have lunch yer..lunch yerrrr..about to touch dirt when these water guns squirt...mic drop....I'm done...chirp,chirp..puttin' in that...work,work...high ho..high ho...its off to puttin in work we go...puffin on that purple smoke...just a regular everyday guy, workin' bloat..smirkin' joke..jerk off ,you're worthless bro..this whip needs to be serviced yo, don't start getting nervous ,no..goin' 2 church service,.go..
FlatNasty
