Lyrics:
Cut off their heads
Cut off their heads
Cut off their heads
Cut off their heads
What will we use their heads as?
We use their heads as pisspots!
We
needs a nap
Real MCs fuck that
Whiny pisspot rappers and snotty
Nosed clubrats get slapped
Off they monkey bars in this riddle ruckus
When are they gonna
Denver
Firefloodin' on my field
Asshole's so dumb he wouldn't know a pisspot from a kumquat
God, he could cost me a thousand barrels a day out of that
Knuckle-Draggers dance money men protest
Piece-O-shits in silk black stockings
Lollygagging pisspots crackpots or two
The big eye wants to know
I'm a barf a bag freak
Nobody looked right when they crossed my street
Pull yourself out; deal another day alone
Piss-pot, punk-ass nigga - go roam
Lately I'm just tryna find myself
Got no piss-pot, my penny steady itching to go find itself that commonwealth
And I know money music never helped
Knuckle-Draggers dance money men protest
Piece-O-shits in silk black stockings
Lollygagging pisspots crackpots or two
The big eye wants to know
a thot
Try your luck to other bitches done with snitches who are plonkers
You a pisspot go and crash
I will never stop 'till we on the top
I will never
back in the pisspot
swimming like crazy
hollering out your name
i want you to see me
i want you to hear me
skyrocketing to fame
but nobody calls me
Well I dream about a warm pisspot in the morning
And Christmas dinner , a can of oily sardines
A warm Brooklyn beer in the switching yard
To wash
the missus has a piss.
Chorus
In the middle of the night, the missus arose,
Sat on the piss-pot and turned up her toes.
Chorus
Up jumped the lobster with
a bitch in the gut with my old Chucks
Y'all was pisspots when hip hop was Really tip top
Now y'all mistaken a hit for a quick Bop
I be like Naw and go off
to harvest the brew cooking containers emptied of stew
Dishes and jugs, pisspots, and tubs
Tin cans, stewpots, cups and big mugs
Mothers and fathers, pulled
(willcox/sidelnyc)
Here I stand on a large chunk of rock
Floatin' in the piss-pot part of the firmament
We all push me pull you fuck chuck a buck you
got us far from home
Soup can telephone
No Piss-pot or window
If you hit tougher times
Just grab a white paper let it ease your mind
You always got
dope defense
Close with it's own PS "kick rocks"
City a necropolis for clipped locks
Tire piles, broken bones, cloven toes
Piss-pots troma quotes
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