HAWD GANKSTUH RAPPUHS EMSEES WID GHATZ - Am Goin' To Jail lyrics

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[Flybot Van Damn]

Well I'm mad n sick

Fucked up and I'm cussin

Sniffin Krazy Glue

Drinkin Robitussin

C'mere ya goddamn piece of fuck

I wanna back over your face with a dumptruck

And watch the blood come out of your eyes and nose

Then I'm gonna drop a big rock in your butt hole

Well I'm huge, you better realize that

Got three fuckin rows of teeth like a shark

Chop down your tree and bite off all the bark

So don't you make no smart ass punk remark

Cuz I'm liable to go off on ya, bitch

You're lookin at a psycho

Certifiable

I'll make ya real uncomfortable

And I'm laughin, heh heh, cuz it's funny

And when you see me comin you get up and get runnin

Coverin your ass cuz you know that I will kick it

That's the ticket

I'm on a strike and then I picket

See my boot? I think it's time ya lick it

Ya ain't safe in the woods when I drop out the thicket

I'm stalkin

Whenever I'm out walkin

Guess what? I'm gunna jump you first

Cuz I saw you a mile away with binoculars

Just got done stealin your mom's purse

And we ain't even done with the first verse

Fuck yeah, Dipshit

Am Goin t' Jail

[Guy Albino]

I go all out on a fool with a blunt tool

Swimmin in blood pools it's makin me drool

To just think about it

Killin n killin again

Rip off your neck reach down and grab a vital organ

Of my choice- heart, spleen, lung or liver

I put it in my pocket and snack on it later

Keep your eyes peeled and keep your ears open

Cuz I see the world through an infrared scope- n wait

I see your jawbone startin to masticate

A hundred eight bones in your body to break

I curb-stomp your feet then smash them with hammers

Literally, not metaphorically or grammatically

I take away at humanity

Death is for certain, my life is insanity

My Mac-10 has a empty clip again

I reload and show you how to kill men

I swing the battle axe quicker than ya thinkin

Leave decapitated heads dead and stinkin

Cops or civilians, it doesn't make a difference

When the Mac's spittin, they're all gonna fit

Into a category when I decide to stick them

Smoldering bodies of my pulverized victims

[Dook Crapmore]

Now it time to get mellow

Cuz I'm tough like old Jello- yes

Dook Crapmore

And I can see- you're back for more

Crush your head- and then choke ya

Don't look dead- I'll poke ya

Roll ya up- and then I'll smoke ya

From the start

They could tell

I'm straight from Hell

Born- with gun in fist

Found out quick- I'm easily pissed

Doctor slapped my ass and they found him dead

Raised on dirt and beer-soaked bread

Six foot tall at the age of five

No one in my town was still alive

I killed em

Meanest motherfucker that you ever will meet

As I grab your face and begin to beat

Your ass

And steal your grass

If you're lookin for your drugs?

I took em

Grabbed your beer cans

And shook em

Up

Then I chewed the face off your pit bull's pups

Whassup?

You think this mellow man is all a bluff?

How can a slow fucker be so tough?

Well drop to the floor

Cuz I killed your

Mother in the Summer,

Sister Downtown

Wife in the street

Kids at the playground

When I get to you

I'll throw you down and fuck ya

With a rugged dry hump

Try to get up but thump thump thump

I'm the Dook

Motherfuckin maniac

Memories of me, drippin from your butt crack

Slow it back down

N that was nothin

Time for me to go

With Flybot and Guy Albino

Cuz some punk we killed, I'm tryin to rebuild

Chopped off his head with a Boy Scout hatchet

Duct tape- I'm tryin to reattach it

Got myself a hammer

And got myself a nail

Fuck this- Am Goin t' Jail

[Flybot Van Damn]

You?

What the fuck ya lookin at?

Bluh?!?!

Can't ya see I gotta motherfuckin problem?

I'm on drugs- and I'm slobberin

I like to disembowel and mutilate

Me so hard I got a AK-48

I'm also skilled in martial arts, see

Jump kick put a foot up your artery

Har de Har Har I just can't seem to stop laughin

I like to break shit in half and in half again

It's bafflin

How the Hell'd I get up on this scaffoldin?

Doesn't matter

Cuz Flybot's goin to jail

Goddammit better send me some fan mail

The food I get better not be stale

Like this here microphone

I think it's time I pass it, yo

To my motherfucker, Guy Albino

[Guy Albino]

Yo fuck dat, and yo fuck dis

I think it's time ya wake up and smell the piss

And just so you know who ya fuckin with?

It's Guy Albino, and you ain't shit

And you ain't shit, and you ain't shit

And you ain't shit, and you ain't shit

And if there's any motherfuckers out there that i missed?

You ain't shit, and your dog ain't shit

I got ten pit bulls on one damn leash

Ready to chew your ass cheeks like raw meat

And when I'm through? You'll wish you was dead

And if you don't? Well then I'll still go ahead

And kill you

Leave you lyin there until you

Commence to rot and start smellin like mildew

Just like a Indian doin a rain dance

I jump up and down on your head and do a brain dance, punk

Ya jerk-ass dork

I'm runnin through Hell with your mom on my pitchfork

I rain on your parade

I shit on your picnic

I'll break my foot in your ass like a toothpick

And then I'll sit back and have a big shrimp cocktail

Cuz Am Goin T'Jail

[Flybot Van Damn, Guy Albino]

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