If everything we've ever been presented with,
Has been misrepresented its,
Debt-tram-mental to the respective potential,
That being correct is essential ,
From a drop of very little ,
To some pretty scary big spills,
We want the kids will....ing to go to war to be killed to...
The ones that fill rooms with empty bottles of pills used ,
...to treat depression,
With the least affective ,
Piece of guessin' ,
If this will at the very least correct it...with the smith n' wesson,
Get to steppin',
No more people trippin' on the set when,
All the steps been ,
Respectfully stepped in,
So you can expect pen,
Hittin' the paper and get to write in the ledger...
But beneath the type of the letters ,
That youb red for the measure..
Mints...That we pretty much never committ..
To even seeing or comprehending ..
Cant stop ,wont stop the spending...
Of all my ends meant to be ends meat..
Just depending on where you and your friends eat..
If how much they've had to drink ,
Everybodys mad and had their body blasted & tatted with ink ,
Playin' the tamberine,
And the piano as i slam the keys,
Unwrappin' the peels of a tangerine ...
And ill be damned if she...
Don't try to throw a ham hawk in my lamb chops ,
When in a drout ,
We talk in doubt ,
Due to the awful shouts ,
Of the patrons who aint gonna take shit..
At the starbucks coffee house,
You been a naughty mouse,
I just want to rock your house,
Even the back door hinges done been ripped off their routs...
[Chorus] this is the relatively jealouse envy ,
That you fellow men leave,
At the door before roarin' to the store on your yellow ten-speeds...
"Hello-in-please"...
Pleased to meetchya..
Happy tp make ...
Makin' your aquantince ,
Skatin' through the matrix ,
Dating in a lake ,wish..
There was plenty of great fish ,
In the sea for me to make kids..
with..a hot chick..
makin' love with..
Your naked husband ,
who makes enough ends,
To say he's making bucks been,
Takin' luncheons with your scrumptous significant other...
Smotherin' your pumpkin muffin with nothin' but butter some ...
Bust a nut after humpin' one after the other,
Casually practicin' the act of mackin'...
Making love when...
We been stayin' up ten ,
nights in a row,
Like it or go,
My way or the highway
Your way or the for play
Whatever your for tay ,
I was born brave with a torn navel,
Tie up both ankels ,
And start doin' upside down snow angels,
At the tigers game screamin' Go Bangels...
FlatNasty
