Waking up in shit
Grey water fills your lungs now
Coughing up a lung
There's a hole in your eyebrow
Three minutes left before you rot away
The odds are quite bleak
But luckily your blunt force trauma
Mind knows that you're weak
Three thirties, four forties
Nitros and an 8 ball
The sole cause of the accident
Of the century
Six risen, one missing
Honking haunts your nerves
Six Imaginary Friends For The Weak
Your only company
YARHGANG in your speakers like feedback (Woah woah yeah, woah woah yeah yeah)
Baby baby, what's your zodiac (Woah woah yeah, woah woah yeah yeah)
Levitate, levitate, levitate, over your house like Shaq (Woah woah yeah, woah woah yeah yeah)
Play these mothafuckin bitches like they Blackjack (Woah woah yeah, woah woah yeah yeah)
Your girl like my baritone
Cracking up like iPhone
Bump of K to the nasal bone
Way she breathing in my pheromone
Got a **** tucked on my hipbone
You paranoid, need a buspirone
YARHGANG on your gravestone
When we run it up in your timezone
I was first
Deko's mom, she held my purse
I drank sake with six six
Held it down, I dont get sick
Biohazard in the pit
I'm feelin' fresh like minty dookie
Got farm free range free GMO free extra vegan beer from Snooki
They took the pepperoni (Woo!)
Stuffed it in the cheesy bread
They took the pepperoni
Stuffed it in the cheesy bread
They took the pepperoni
Stuffed it in the cheesy bread
They took the pepperoni
Stuffed it in the cheesy bread
They stuffed it in a cheesy bread
They did, they really did
That shit fire
Cuz you know that baby, I
I'm with the frogs
Come take a loss
No, we ain't toads
I'm with the sauce
Fuck is a slow saline
I'm taking snail mail
Squash you like bug
(I destroy slugs!)
Bitch I'm on K
Equals 3 cat I'm like ray
Malding like eagle today
Goin' to Ross to buy me some socks
Zero occasions YARHGANG orthodox
Before was was was, was was is, and had I
Had had "had had," instead I picked "had"
"Had had" would have had me a pass, rather
No, I cant babble, you know I cant blather
You see I'm like Wall-E, cuz I love the planet
Big buddy pal, eat the pomegranate
New sess positions my bitch is a dryad
Can't handle it cuntlips? Mail it to granddad
Me and my bitches fucked up in the crib
Sending client info the computer's my bib
Eight-hundred terabytes linger in mumble chat
Nuking my bandwidth, my cat radiated now
Trunk Banger National Anthem
Goonle gon' squabble with your clique in tandem
Sensing a light at the end of this tunnel
But me and my friends are deceased, now we fungal
And, I like to rock out,
I like to throw shit around
I like to go nuts
I like to lose myself on stage
I like to scream, I like to holler, I like to break things, I like to yell
I like to get my anger out.