It's melting. My face isn't melting... why the fuck isn't anyone helping?
No way! your kicks are glowing too/ maybe Nike puts tiny little angels in each shoe/
I bet you i can fly. Gimmie your hat and some foil so I can hide my thoughts from the government/
HAHA! You have no idea what your up against/
Hey Mr. Robot, why you chillin on my block?/
This town ain't big enough for the both of us/
What do your hands look like inside boxing gloves?/
Ewoks, are just Arabian smurfs covered in Dirt, McGirt was the rawest rapper to put his feet on the Earth/
Can you eat a twinkie with chopsticks, then we can't be friends/
If you put your arm in there will your rims still spin?/
Roger rabbit on top of that cabbage patch 'til you beat Slick Rick in a staring contest, IMAGINE THAT/
Eat mushrooms, they're good for you, they'll make you big and strong/
Eat mushrooms, they're good for you, it'll make your grandma proud/
Eat mushrooms, they're good for you, then you can rap like me/
Tripping balls 'til the sun comes up...
Fantastic cuatro/ adios muchacho/
Pocketful of monopoly guapo/ head bangin Palestinian rock show/
When Pac comes back from outerspace, he better have a case of Surge wit em/
Atoms I split em with rhythm/ induce venom and sick her/ like she stole my gonorrhea/
I hate R&B/
So can the fat lady beatbox or play jazz flute/
Somebody keeps confusing their dining set with my parachute/
Testing, testing, stupidity is stretching and etching itself into that fuckin sticker on your hat/
You once were blind but now you can see, did you at least leave a patch for that dudes eye you jacked?/
I like big girls that smell like licorice sticks, covered in pancake batter/ mind over matter/
If that was real ice wouldn't your teeth chatter?/
A talented and honest rappin kat, IMAGINE THAT/
Eat mushrooms, they're good for you, they'll make you big and strong/
Eat mushrooms, they're good for you, it'll make your grandma proud/
Eat mushrooms, they're good for you, then you can rap like me/
Tripping balls 'til the sun comes up...
Last night, when I invited Jesus over/
That asshole forgot the batteries to Wii controller/
How ironic of a weak controller/
But he had pocketfuls of chronic seepin over/ so I forgave him/
Lost my marbles, and tried to save em/ and then pogs hit/ and I been slammin suckers ever since/
Funkier than the Fresh Prince/ rounded to the next tenth/ The pursuit of acceptance is never on my checklist/
I brush my teeth during breakfast/
Who doesn't love winterbreeze english McMuffins, I must be on something/ I mean onto something/ It seems I'm not bluffing/ I promise you piggy it's nothing/
Mr. Rogers tattoos times the square root of shaq-fu/ equals an ugly sweater attacking you/
2012 and Obama isn't dead, IMAGINE THAT/
Eat mushrooms, they're good for you, they'll make you big and strong/
Eat mushrooms, they're good for you, it'll make your grandma proud/
Eat mushrooms, they're good for you, then you can rap like me/
Tripping balls 'til the sun comes up...
credits
from THAT RACKET,
released February 3, 2012
Thanks to: the whole 8th i ate
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