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“Swallow This Nut” Swallow This Nut - Insane Clown Posse Aloha hoes its big Joe on the intro My dick in your mouth it’s that simple I’m violent j with a gang of dick For you and them rabbits you hangin with My clown paint glows in the dark don’t be scared If somthin starts ticklin your ass it’s my beard I’m freaky you need to be slobbing me down and swallowing me up China man follow me up Rippin hoes from state to state Dick in her mouth nuts on her face Daddy long stroke tried to kill her tonsils Cause I love the way she choked on my Johnson Suck this dick like you do a slurpee and the sounds you make make me more horny So swallow this nut cause you love the taste and if you don’t it will be on your face She’s sexy (sexy) Don’t spit it out She caught it (caught it) Keep it in your mouth All in her face Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace She’s sexy (sexy) Don’t spit it out She caught it (caught it) Keep it in your mouth All in her face Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace Sweaty if you love to suck dick Take it in the face bitch let me bust this To many bitches act like they don’t suck Then become a rider when they taste that nut Don’t get it twisted though in order to hit it and get it you gotta be a gifted ho Some head is worth paying for aint me you gotta love to do and do it for free for real Here’s a story about juggalo randy He met a chick licked the dick like candy Now he’s hooked and he’s buying her gold She whipped his ass like pussy control When you lick the dicks you’re done for good Fuckin triflin hoes straight outta the hood Now you stuck with a 7 day itch screamin bitches aint shit but hoes and tricks She’s sexy (sexy) Don’t spit it out She caught it (caught it) Keep it in your mouth All in her face Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace She’s sexy (sexy) Don’t spit it out She caught it (caught it) Keep it in your mouth All in her face Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace What you gonna do when the dick is on raw You gonna suck it or fuck or leave it alone I’m a raw ass dude with a gang of blades Hope your mouth don’t have a condition of raze blades Or I'm a fuckin leave ya bitch don’t see ya Cause bitch I don’t need ya Please I don’t wanna say all the drama How you swallowed my dick like Jeffrey Dahlmer Hey ladies! fuck off and lick nuts Shaggy 2 fresh got some meat for these sluts I see you liken that thong all up in your ass crack Makein me think you want some dick were that’s at I shoot hoops with my two balls your nedens the basket (Slam Dunk!) Hoes just call me fantastic Dick stretchin your lips like elastic Now swallow that shit like a freaky fast bastard She’s sexy (sexy) Don’t spit it out She caught it (caught it) Keep it in your mouth All in her face Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace She’s sexy (sexy) Don’t spit it out She caught it (caught it) Keep it in your mouth All in her face Make a real juggalo wanna say his grace

“Super Balls” "Yeah, you give sax lessons. Why not to spend the night? I am only to spend the night? I play music of the night. No, no, I'm not awake in the day. Read my lips, eww scary. Aww, man, why you guys in the Goddamn, Yellow Pages then, the fuckin, the goddamn, what's it, no, It’s the Weekly. In parentheses, 'No gig...eww, scary'. And that's just what I am. Scary." Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane Nah, bitch, Super Balls, is the name And I come from a far away planet Southwest Del Ray, goddamn it! And it's the land of the smog-filled maniacs Super Balls and concrete nut sacs You know that fat lady skank that always bothers you I'm here to fuck her, yo, that's what I do So tell me where the hoes is at The fat loopy bitches with the lumpy backs Super Balls ain't scared of a fuckin' thing Hold your belly up and I'll stick you with my Super Wang So, who's next, the bitch with the rubber eye? It won't shut, and now she can't find a guy It scared everybody off, so I guess my duty calls BITCH!!!!!!!!!! Call me Super Balls Ain't no bitch to fat? Ain't no bitch to whack? Ain't no bitch to ugly? For Super Balls, woowoo! [X2] I met a girl looked a lot like a turkey So I fucked her and her neden went bublabublabubla Cuz I could give a motherfuck about looks I just jock up another one for the books I know this bitch fat round like a beach ball You can roll her up, and bounce her off the wall We played ball, shoot hoops, she can hold steady Then I stick my dick down in the fat patty Just cuz no one calls your home Don't mean that you're all alone Just call Super Balls to the rescue Now here's what I'm a do I might stick my big toe in your butt hole And then tickle your neden with my other toes Ugly bitches in need, I crash through their walls Big daddy J Violent Super Balls Ain't no bitch to fat (yeah, motherfucker) Ain't no bitch to whack (better ask somebody) Ain't no bitch to ugly? For Super Balls, woowoo! [X2] "It's a bright mid-summer day in Metropolis, and there's not much News fit to televise at Galaxy Communications. Where, in his Office, Clark Kent is monitoring the twelve o'clock news." "Uh uh, it goes thump thump thumpin against your clit" "Harder, harder!" "Lois Lane, ace reporter for Galaxy Communications, opens Clark's Door and looks in." "When the hell do I get something out of this?" It's down; it's down with the clown Fuck fat bitches and charge by the pound I gets paid and I bought a new Lexus Cuz I fucked a bitch bigger than Texas (yeeehaw!!) Super Balls don't care where his nuts at One night, I found em in your mom's butt crack You was playin Nintendo upstairs I had my dick stickin in your mom's butt hairs Granny walked in, puffing on a jay "Pfft, my pussy's turning grey" She asked if I would mind dipping in the sugar walls I said it ain't no thing for Super Balls Super Balls is in the motherfucking house!!! Ain't no bitch to fat? Ain't no bitch to whack? Ain't no bitch to ugly? For Super Balls, woowoo! [X6]

“Still Stabbin'” (Violent J)(Spoken) Hey, hey. Uh...I still have a problem If it's ok with...them You know There, them The Dark Carnival in general It's the whole stabbin thing again, it's... You see I...uh (Rap/sing) I stab people like everyday folks Skinny people any people I chop off their throats My stabbin's are ninja like very quickly, hey By the time you feel it I'm like 3 blocks away I stabbed the newspaper guy and took his little truck Now I stab people and drive away I'm like puttputtputtputt I do a show and stab people at the same time, what of that I stab bear cages security guards in the back of the neck I love waffle house, I stab people there Their so shitty and dumpy they don't even care I love stabbin' people, def leopard remember them Well I cut their fuckin drummers arm off, you can ask him Leo Owen the president of Island I'm at a business meeting with him looking at him, smiling I jumped up and stabbed him, but he kicked my ass 17th floor they through me out through the glass Help Me (Fuck you) Fuckin help me (Fuck you) I need you to help me (Fuck you) Somebody come and help me (Fuck you) Jehovah's Witnesses I swear man I love 'em They’re standing on the porch knockin, I'm waiting above 'em Puncture wound victim’s right to my door Come back mothafucka, ill stab you some more One time I was a wrestler, I wrestled the best I got kicked out though, I had a knife in my spandex I stabbed Tony Schiavone the commentator guy Before the match I went to shake his hand but I stabbed him in the eye I stabbed Norman Smiley in the middle of a match He was like "What are you doing?" I said fuckin relax I stabbed him again and again, I jumped out and ran Everybody chased me, catch me if you can I tried to stab my own brother, bad news for my health He twisted my arm back, I ended up stabbing myself I stab cabby driver’s right through the thick glass ginsu built to last, can you help me Slice em up, Slice em down side to side and all around They don't help, they don't care ginsu swingin everywhere Slice em up, Slice em down side to side and all around They don't help, the don't care ginsu swingin everywhere I saved up my money and went and saw the Lilith Fair started stabbing lesbians, there was millions of them there(lesbos) I took off my thong and I jumped in the pit but there wasnt any pit, it was only me and that was it but so what, I was throwin myself all over the floor Sarah McLachlan was on stage, I said you fuckin whore One time I met Slipknot, I stabbed their ass stabbed them all in the face, that's why they wear masks my little newspaper truck runs on a tank of blood I drive with my lights off all through the neighborhood but its so hard to sneak because of the muffler I hate that fucker I did a song with 3-6 mafia, them guys are the shit we went to the studio and I started rockin it After the session they all left up out of there but I stayed behind and stabbed the engineer Can you help me(Fuck you) You gotta help me(Fuck you) I need you to help me(Fuck you) Mutha-fuckin help me(Fuck you) Naw man, fuck you(Fuckyou) fuck all of you(Fuck you) you better fuckin help me(Fuck you) help me, help me Slice em up, Slice em down side to side and all around They don't help, the don't care ginsu swingin everywhere Slice em up, Slice em down side to side and all around They don't help, they don't care ginsu swingin everywhere

“Slim Anus” Eminem huh? You wanna diss us? You wanna diss Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid? Well here goes a remix From us to you This is the truth about Slim Anus... (Chorus) Hi, my name is what? My name is who? My name is Slim Anus Hi, my name is huh? My name is what? My name is the fudge packer Hi, my name is what? My name is who? (Excuse me) My name is the nut licker Hi, my name is what? (Can I have the attention of your ass?) My name is who? My name is the buttsniffer (Chorus) Hi, kids do you like Anus? I let Dr. Dre fill up my butt for one chance to be famous (Uh huh) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did (Yeah) Try acid and get your butt pumped out like I did My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight But I can't figure out which Backstreet Boy I wanna impregnate? Dr. Dre said Slim Shady you a cutie (Uh huh) I'll give you a deal let me up in that booty (OK!) Well since age 12 I felt like I'm someone else Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt (Yup) Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off She don't know how to do Tommy Lee I'd suck his dick off (Chorus) Hi, my anus who? My anus what? My anus it gets tapped dawg Hi, my anus My anus My anus every now and then gets plugged up Hi, my anus My anus My anus is occasionally reamed out Hi, my anus who? My anus what? My anus really needs to be filled up (Chorus) My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high I told him to take his pants off, hooked him up, he let me slide I pinched his ass, he winked at me He chased me around the desk, I told him come and get me Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender - and I tried to feel his dick up Extra-terestrial runnin over pedestrians In a space ship while they screamin at me Let's just be friends 99% of my life I was lied to I just found out my Mom screws more guys than I do (Damn) I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper She met Violent J I couldn't believe it when he slapped her You know you blew up when the women rush the stands And try to touch your hands but I need me a man This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude can I get your autograph?) So I signed it "Dear Dave, thanks for the support, nice ass!" (Chorus) Hi, my name is huh? My name is who? My name is (They call me the pore plugger) Hi, my name is what? My name is who? My name is the itch itcher (Excuse me) One of radio's wonder boys They call me the butt itcher Hi, my name is what? My name is who? My name is (I've been called Dre's butt boy) (Chorus) Stop the tape this kid needs to be locked away (Get him) Dr. Dre don't just stand there operate I feeled up my balls and buttcheeks Anal lube got my ass greasy for weeks Stick your manhood between my cheeks (Yup) Am I cumming or going, I can barely decide I just drank a pint of semen - dare me to drive? (Go ahead) All my life I was very deprived Dre's butt is too sexy to hide Take your pants off Dre I don't mind Clothes rip like the incredible Hulk I spit when I talk, I'll do any guy that walks When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits Sometimes I sit and wish Dr. Dre had a set of tits Get behind me Shady and grab me by my hips If I do that then I can't kiss you on your lips By the way if you see my Dad Ask him if he seen my spread in Gay Al's porno mag (Chorus) Hi, my anus who? My anus what? My anus gets tapped up Hi, my anus who? My anus what? My anus it's always getting plugged up Hi, my anus who? My anus what? My anus occasionally reamed out My anus it needs to be filled up Your anus Your anus Your anus is always getting plugged Your anus Your anus Your anus is always getting stuffed You wanna diss us? We don't even know you you little bitch You wanna sit there and diss us? You little bitch I'll slap your face off That's what happens when you go up against the Psychopathic Phamily trick You little bitch (Laughs) Slim Anus!

“Skitsofrantic” Skitsofrantic, don't panic Leave me alone, get the fuck on Skitsofrantic to the bone, when I'm home I hear people walking in the other room Cooking up chicken, chilling in my kitchen Try to drive home, someone's in the back Whisperin words, breathin on my neck Flickin my ear, I know they're right there But I can't see em in my mirror, uh Laying in my bed, I'm better off dead They're trying to figure out a way to cut off my head Hiding under covers, they're trying get me But I can tell one of them is under there with me I got a phone call, I can't pick it up Can't do a thing, just let it ring Cause if I do, the phone will explode I think I better leave him on hold [Chorus] You're skitsofrantic, don't panic [X4] I better just chill, bitch get real I know you're trying to poison my meal, I know the deal You want me dead so that you can get paid I ain't gotta dime, so don't waste your time I gotta kill them or they'll kill me Who's these guys trying to walk down my street He's got a mail bag, he's probably just frontin' I'm a give his ass something, motherfucker The man next door try to take me out So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house Here come the cops, I don't know shit How do I know you're legit, bitch? I hate to say it, but fuck Mark Crem Cause I can tell, he's just one of them Every night I see him on my little TV He's always looking at me, why? [Chorus] You're skitsofrantic, don't panic [X4] Sittin in my room, everything's dark I think I heard somebody fart Now how can this be, ain't nobody home but me And somebody's trying to turn the key, hello? I'm losing my mind, fuck all you hoes Pulled out an axe and take off my clothes Paint my face like a wicked clown I'm down, straight skitsofrantic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic [X13] Hey, hey, hey You're skitsofrantic, don't panic Hey, hey, hey You're skitsofrantic, don't panic Hey, hey, hey You're skitsofrantic, don't panic No, you ain't getting none, bitch This shit costs money Oh, hey hey, kiddies How are you liking the ride thus far? Excellent This next one is about that shit That comes out of the sewers and pipes And chokes your neck It's called the Smog Ahahahahaha

“Santa's A Fat Bitch” Sleigh bells jingle-ling rin jing jingle-ling Horses, horses, horses, horses. Sleigh bells jingle-ling ring jing jingle-ling [Gunshot] Santa Claus suck my balls Drunk as hell rinking bells at the malls Dancer, Prancer, Dixon, and Qupid I'm a get stupid, ha ha ha, eh I sat around all night under the chimney Holdin my sack like "gimme gimme" I know that he's commin, he's commin he must Lookin up nuthin but rust, dust. Turn on my TV the very next day I see you’re gettin paid leadin the parade I'm that sniper on the buildin Listen to my nine go click, Santa’s a fat bitch Santa Claus is a fat bitch (Santa Claus is a fat fat bitch) Another year and I aint get shit (Another year I aint get shit) If I hear him land on my roof (Ohh my undertaker) I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth Yeah I got somthin to say about St. Nick Fuck that hoe he never brought jack shit No toys, candy canes, just a lump of coal, So I eat it, cuz there ain't nuttin in the cupboards So I'll be quick, quick and brief Alls I need for Christmas is my two front teeth I got my teeth, kicked out my mouth I need a few new ones could you help me out Should of known I guessed I'd show not a steak No kinda gift I didn't get shit Some say I was bad but that wasn't it It's all because, Santa’s a fat bitch Santa Claus is a fat bitch (Santa fuck you cuz your a hoe) Another year and I ain't got shit (Another year I ain't get shit) If I hear him land on my roof I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth "Oh-ho-ho don't go that way Rudolf that’s the ghetto. Ho-ho, those boys and girls don't deserve anything." [Background:] Slay bells Ringling jing jing jingle-ling Horses, horses, horses, horses Santa Claus, Santa Claus where you been? I see you got cookies and milk on your chin I guess you had time to collect your ends You always been down for your rich friend But Rudolf, he don't bring his sleigh my way Nuthin but dirt and coal for little J I guess you couldn't fit down my chimney shaft You need to loose some of that fat ass, eh All the little rich boys they gettin paid Countin the toys and duckets they made Me? I got a little half little chunk of dog shit I'm a kill that fat bitch Santa Claus is a fat bitch (He ate too much McDonalds) Another year and I aint get shit (Mrs. Claus is a ho) If I hear him land on my roof (Slice that bitch in the big red coat) I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth For the neighborhood Christmas and everythings whack Not a creature sturrin but a fuckin rat I aint hearin jingle bells I aint hearin nuttin Aint smellin no turkey sure as hell aint no stuffin All that I paid, wished and prayed That fat mutha fucka would swing my way Drop off soldiers and rubber ballz But I woke up and found some crusty old drawers Just as I knew it shaft again, and again, and again, and again Every year I wake up to the same old shit....house There be no sign of the fat bitch Santa Claus is a fat bitch (Santa Claus is a fat bitch) Another year and I aint get shit (Another year I aint get shit) If I hear him land on my roof (If I hear him land on my roof) I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth Santa Claus is a fat bitch (Santa Claus is a fat bitch) Another year and I aint get shit (I aint ge-et shi-it) If I hear him land on my roof (Ro-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoof) I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth [Record scratching] "He's got a fuzzy white beard and a great big smile, A bright red hat you can see for a mile, A bag full of goodies and a great big grin, Here comes Santa Claus again."

“Riddle Box” Ladies and gentlemen Welcome to your death Now let's see where you're headed Turn the crank And experience was in store for you Deep with the mighty Riddle box [riddle box echo 3x] The jokes on you, hehe, riddle box Hahahahahahahahahaha Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked clowns Hey, I'm Violent J And I'm here Well, I'm here to kick your ass We the wicked juggalos We juggle those who live like hoes who chose The express route, one way Straight down the spiral twist To the Riddle box The jokes on you, hehe, riddle box Hahahahahahahahahaha Hey, what's up, motherfucker This is Shaggs 2 Dope Congratulating you on opening the box The Riddle box It looks like you received your prize The cost, what it cost Was your ass, bitchboy! Hahahahah! The jokes on you, hehe, riddle box Hahahahahahahahahaha Tell me, sir, what can you do? It looks like the jokes on you Come on down and turn the crank Let's see where your soul Will spend the rest of eternity What's it gonna be, mister? Heaven or hell, the bonus or the bone Turn the crank and let's find out Come on down, mister You don't have anything to be scared of Do you, sir? So what's gonna pop up out Of the mighty Riddle box Spin the crank and let's find out What'd you say!? Step right up, who's first? Who's brave enough to step into Their new eternal destiny Surely someone must be confident That there life wasn't totally evil Step right up and seal your fate...

“Rainbows And Stuff” This one goes out to that special someone in my life Oh, we all have somebody special This is for you I like ice cream, cherry pie And lemonade with summer breeze I like rainbows, leafy trails And puppy dogs with bumble bees I like art? And candy gum And bumper cars and carnivals Golden skies and hazel eyes And sand in-between my toes But, something tells me that I hate you Something tells me I must kill you You ain't shit but a slutty ass mother fucking slut you fuckin whore. I fuckin hate you I like birthday candle cakes And titty shakes with silicon Secret whispers and (?) sister And apple dips, gingerbread homes Faygo chills, they give me thrills And Nyquil pills they make me sleep Hershey kisses and happiness is something so blissin yet all the while Somethin tells me that I hate you, Somethin tells me I must kill you Suck my fuckin dick, fuck off, go fuck yourself you fuckin ass little bitch. Come on come on bitch, come on come on come on come on bitch I fuckin hate you Come on come on bitch come on come on I like shaggy, he's my friend I like his mom cuz she's nice to me Thank you J I like you too Well it's ok, we're family Raver chicks and kung fu flicks And sugar sticks like lolly pop All these things happiness brings But my hatred for you don't stop bitch Something tells me that I hate you Something tells me I must kill you Something tells me that I hate you Something tells me I must kill you Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch I fuckin hate you I’ll fuckin kill you You (something) bitch

“Psychopathic” The ghettos of America are breeding grounds For the criminal minded As for years they have killed one another of And America has enjoyed its creation But now these ghetto-minded criminals Have crossed the line into your neighborhood And will soon give you a taste of the hell That they have lived for so long So pops, this time its your son gets shot Deal with your own creation Well, I've been to the storm house and then some Paid me dues but I'm still a street hoodlum Dropped out of school cuz I couldn't find my locker Stubbles on my chin, I got hair like Chewbacca Might see me sleeping on the street Don't look for a job cuz there's no jobs looking for me Then it all went to my head Next, forty-nine motherfuckers dead Tell the pigs I did it Place spot at your back And beat you in the head with it And keep your bitch in place Or I'm a send her ass home with a foot print on her face Uh, I'm hating sluts Shoot them in the face, steb back and itch my nuts 'Less I'm in the sac Cuz I fuck so hard it'll break they back All the pressure's packed into one nut I was waiting on a bus and my head blew up And the sight'll make ya sick Violent J, motherfucker, psychopathic Psychopathic Thought you know bitch The ICP is made up of psychotic Demented psycho clumsy motherfuckers And we'll put a hook on your bumb leg Like it ain't nobody's business So I'm standing by the train tracks Then you see me running but naked with a battle axe I'm swinging and slicing and chopping and cutting and.. Aah, until I'm nothing Seems like I always get beat down Like the hawk turned to the wicked clown Tail turned out to the ghetto cuz Southwest Detroit is commended one's home So you might see me at a festival Cussin', rude, and scratching my testicles With a cold two-liter in hand Rapping to the bitch at the French fry stand Take it to the Patent Park Then I'll make a sexist remark Cuz they're all eventually bitching Serve me fucking take your ass to the kitchen Police don't like me it's obvious Just don't look in the trunk Or the sight'll make you sick Violent J, motherfucker, psychopathic [theme from "Halloween"] Yeah, I've always been a psycho Psycho-psycho-sick-psycho-sick-psycho-psycho I'll throw rocks at stray dogs Build crack houses out of Lincoln logs I cut class, said I was a faker You was in school, I was home watching Green Acres Now I'm all up in your face You can barely hear the rap with all that bass I'm running with a southwest street gang And I never let my southwest meat hang Cuz you know what ICP's all about Take a brick off the street And bust you in the mouth Find the girl's daddy's rich And his sweet little angel's my sewer freak bitch But I filled the turkey up with the stuffing Like Billy Bill say, "a bitch ain't nothing" Grab her by the arm and break Grab her by the life and take it And, ya know, the sight'll make ya sick Violent J, motherfucker, psychopathic Psychopathic

“Please Don't Hate Me” I gotta tell him... I gotta be a man and handle my business... I know he's gonna hate me... Ahhh I gotta call him What up dogg? What you been up to? Oh yeah well that's cool, check it out Me and you we been down for while, right? We been here and there we been pretty tight Something happened last night that you might get upset about But hear me out I didn't mean nothing by it; I’m a make this quick I gave your mama this dick I don't know how it happened I just know my nuts and her itch were slapping I was over there mowing the grass And I could feel her eyes all up on my ass And then, I went inside to make a phone call And there she was with her titty hanging out her bra One thing just led to another Next thing you know, I'm butt-fucking your mother Please don't hate me, but I been fucking your mommy lately Please don't hate me, I never said I loved the ho. Please don't hate me, but I been fucking your mommy lately Please don't hate me; you never should've trust in a Juggalo. Don't hang up, I still got more Your momma gives head like a heroin whore I wasn't thinking about how you was my bud When she spreaded my butt cheeks and went for the Milk Dud We broke out with your with grandpa's gin Got drunk, I fucked her with a bowling pin She's freaky Her nipples look like peanuts Your mama's one of my favorite sluts She likes licking from the back of my balls To the tip of my dick with one big lick She calls me her big teddy bear Roooaaaaarrrrr!!!!! I chase her around on my underwear I'll admit I like spanking her butt I used your sock though to catch my nut Don't worry I put it back, I knew you better That's probably why your toes been sticking together Please don't hate me, but I been fucking your mommy lately Please don't hate me, I never said I loved the ho. Please don't hate me, but I been fucking your mommy lately Please don't hate me; you never should've trust in a Juggalo. Your mom's ass looks like oat meal yo It's bumpy and grainy, I like to feel though And I ain't trying to diss her either I'm only saying that I'd wish she'd trim her beaver some Every hair is like a foot long Bitch looks like a werewolf wearing a thong sometimes It's all right with me though I don't mind as long as I can locate the V-Hole And your dad's so dumb he's knowing nothing Here I'm stuffing her muffin not to mention the pickle puffing And I'm hoping you and me are still cool I'm spending the night so she can drive me to school tomorrow And we plan on fucking again All right I'll talk to you later Peace Eminem Di-zam Somebody just got fucked up Nigga! Chorus