Lyrics:
Same old shit, just another day
I was in my head, feelin' dead, feelin' microwaved
I was on the strip with the kids playin' Simon Says
Tyron
Feeling like you wanna leave
On your face like microwaved
Half night we achieved
Young and naive
Said your mom she hates me
Save your tears on my
No delay
We on the way
I have traveled night and day
Moonrocks take me out to space
Come back down get in ya face
Yo centers cold you're microwaved
know that these roads bumpy
Like I cook grits, we gon' leave his ass lumpy
If a bitch plot, then it's gon' be a plot twist
Microwaved doodoo, get hit
erased
Microwaved and put into your place
Best man! best job!
In a world that's built on bright lights
Milk slime asimov
With my handiwork
Paint ice
This city will be microwaved
Gog and Magog are watching, too
He's gonna come with the blood red moon
There's a serpent underground
He's gonna rise up
you wanna makeup for the wasted time?
Do you want me to serve you my microwaved mind?
Don't want to die
Do it with style
Do it
Do it
I gotta tell you
Riding in a Benz truck
White up on the dish it's microwaved
Woadie sniff up
She got ass I watch her lift up she think
She touch my di** nah Lil
Gorby's Gorby's
Gorby's Gorby's Gorby's
Microwave them Gorby's
Yah
Sippin' Jura Arbois & Mont d'Or cheese
Ganevat
Microwave that phony
Ew
Microwaved
and cloves, microwaved it on the popcorn setting
While Adam was like "that really hurts"
Going off into the tundra, so pissed at God
And he started lighting
words? who made up numbers?
And what kind of spell is mankind under?
Everything on the planet we preserve and can it
Microwaved it and try it
No matter
of spell is mankind under?
Everything on the planet we preserve and can it, microwaved it, and try it
No matter what we'll survive it
What's hu-? What's
is Cheese-it"
"Hi, I'm Al and I like honey roasted peanuts"
"Hi, I'm Lyle and I like Jellybeans"
"Hi, I'm Janine and I like microwaved chocolate
eating microwaved meals
(Yo) riding out ain't paying me
But they went and put my bro up in A&E
I can't sit back, I got two guys with me
Kick back, make
the
We came with two, I cooked up one
I fucked it up, ain't waste the pack
I added water, microwaved it
Dropped some ice, it jumped right back
This shit
night microwaved, TV dinners
Mobile phones make her brain shimmer
Don't say the see word she got the all clear
That jokes bad taste and so dog eared
as a serial killer
You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, man
You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, boy, man
You wanna talk to me, whiteboy, man
Every night microwaved, TV
Over a dusty door
Shiny photos of food
Slightly micro-waved
It's a Methodist hall
No smoking
No dogs
It looks pretty grim
In the Methodist hall
is reconstituted by warm, molten enzymes
Slowly digested in microwaved slime
Your stomach is churning, heat effervescing your succus
Your innards
bitches, nah, I don't need those
Why your bitch suckin' for a microwaved burrito?
Uh, like a cigarillo, watch me lit
Uh, I'ma switch the bitch like
You can have it if you want, it's on a plate
With southern fries and a salad dressed
Or, better still, undressed
And she'll come microwaved
Kissin' my junkie bitch with tongue during my first run
How could you judge what I become, you ain't been in the mud
You never microwaved no bud, so his
straight-jacket beige, and cubes IBM blue
But then my wallet was saved
And then my lungs caved, eyeballs microwaved
I'll see you next Monday
Cause you don't know
the part
That really makes no sense
Some folks live in mansions
And others live in tents
Microwaved burritos are a mighty feast indeed
But chips and salsa
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