After pissy alleyway, side to the burnt building
Heroin addicts and the rats in the size of small children
Chilling with his snaky ass dirty ham ho
Fat wigger white chick grinding me, giving me a lapdance to Luchini Camp Lo
My ex-girl mama used to call me white Sambo
I'm like, bitch, I'm an artist, call me Vincent Van Gogh
I get Louis Farrakhan dating a platinum blonde
I get skinheads bowing to Mecca and praying to Islam
I can't afford Dre, Swizz Beatz, or a Timbaland track
But I can rip any rapper with just a kick and a handclap
I punch fans, I punch kids, I punch females, I punch cops
I spit punchlines, I don't need to punch clocks
Hip hop, I'm the verbal resurrection
You a sell-out, take them tight pants off and take the gerbil out your rectum
How you gone flip the script without having a premise?
I'm a hooligan like James Caan's son with Alan The Chemist
You could get your teeth tooken out without having a dentist
I'm a white man dingo, the white black African menace
My background dancers are both wack
Drunk as shit doing the Pee-wee, they look like Josky Love on crack
Do it
Welcome to the fun house
The fun house
La-di-da-di, we like to party
We don't cause trouble and we don't bother nobody, nobody
Yo, welcome to the world of the DG's, too disgusting
The death, the destruction
My world you get eaten up in
Stomping and murking them, I'm on a train like Colin Ferguson
Bringing the sling thing rhythm ninja mind, I'll murder them
My trailer loaded with girls like Shaba
You fucking with them tranny bitches
Your girl got testicles, an Adam's apple, look like Gaga
I'm one of the best
My flow more fatal than the slug that Marvin Gaye Sr. put in his son's chest
Apocalyptic when I'm popping a biscuit
I'm popular, they won't be happy 'til I get shot, it's horrific
What is you bitches smoking, a rock, or you sniffing
Slobbering cock when you hop on the block and you visit
Fuck it, any topic I'll rip it
Dead presidents with my shoe, that's how I do
Pork swallowing, I'll make bacon outta the swine flu
I'll throw my dick to any female
I got so many bumps blind bitches could touch my dick and read braille
Welcome to the fun house
The fun house
La-di-da-di, we like to party
We don't cause trouble and we don't bother nobody, nobody
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