I already know I am missing a few songs so don't come bxtching to me! I'm on that shxt as you read this ninja!
2nd Hand Smoke
2nd Hand Smoke Free your mind I represent the east side no peace fxck the police We tell you to decrease the diceased at least A grown man tellin ya somethin that he beleives Practice to deceive no more tricks up my sleeve What tha fxck bitch duck bitch why ya talkin shxt Better duck bitch, before ya don't get hit The shxt is twiztid deeper then that old french braid Sticker then jam and jelly fed Everybody else still talkin about somethin What you thought you heard bitch can it cuz your frontin Dead wrong, dinner table conversation Leavin you pistol whipped in the corner with abration Part of this contamination of mind state Sleepin on a dream hopin it's goin now awake Mamma think I'm a play on type serial killa Who knew bottom of mind like godzilla We survived like catapillers in cacoons and caskets Stretch stickin history like elastic, so fantastic Like the newport cigarrette that I smoke Hit tha muthafxcka till I choke I'm grabbin my balls about nothin death diein and hoe fxckin So understand that he's sayin somethin Never be heard I'm underground with tha dirt and grime Smashin heads be my reason for rhyme I'm on time Like a motha fxcka, leavin you hangin in the forest Standin in some comfortable shifts like Chuck Norris Check the chorus second hand smoke when you breathe Remember when I told you I wish to leave? You would leave on the Monoxide Child and wild Travel the world on 9 cloud screamin loud Free your mind Breath it in, second hand smoke (2x) Lonley bitches wanna shut me down pull the plugs on the microphone Take no individual handle Mr. Bone Tokers think they own yours or they dead broke If they all turn this motha fxcka up in mad stoned Cuz we stronger then bitch ass tickets in fast lane Rollin at a fast pace, paid my arm's race Lookin dazzed in the face and I don't even shut up If my women starts cheatin mothafxckup Bitch I'm out for self, green weed fame and wealth So take your hopes and dreams and put that shxt back on the shelf Cuz we rollin, and everybody faught for somethin Cigarrette lighters power window's wood grain motion Take a carton with these, blowin trees lookin chinese Hopin that tha cops aint tellin me Tryin to fire at the glass house Nigga pass tha blunt before you pass out Pushin hub caps, chosen the hoods so fxck that We heard the shxt, and the shxt is all whack I'm gonna need to pack cuz we move when it's dark at night Believe the rumors, cuz they probably all right On the sideline consealed weapons and drug trains Baracaiden the doors for the rain, and in the shade With tha sawed off double barrel pump Lookin for more people who wanna jump Cuz I got 13 bullets in my pocket I'm a madman My trigger fingers turnin somethin to say Free your mind Breathe it in, second hand smoke (2x) No destruction and trama, you can even see tha drama I get the persona for marijuana At night, I lay stressed with no place to go All by my lonely screamin out, fxck THAT HOE So from I learned to smell Playa hate me cuz I smoke burn in hell This fxck ain't for everybody, I live to severe body So mellon colly, super shotty's just a hobby and I'm out Free your mind Breathe it in, second hand smoke
That's the shxt Twiztid Twiztid we give it up wig splits Wig splits Wig splits Twiztid's givin wig splits. We cracked your head in half And what fxck funny but we laugh Twiztid running this bitch for nine dash A car crash is no equivalent We far from innocent Crossing the valley and we gets ignorant. Acting belligerent on the daily Hoping that somebody insult me But I guess I'm dead wrong All by myself fxck everyone else I'm in a hole And I can't breathe my lungs swole. Bad dreams when I sleeping Everybody constantly creeping Feelin so weak and I can't see em My conscience keep leaving me . Falling in and out Waking up with bullets of sweat and cotton mouth Them down south niggas don't know about this And niggas on the West side way too xxxxed. Because it's East side niggas talking hardcore shxt Enough to get the North side hit, we the shxt We legit like a muthaxxxxa Chilling with million dollar peoples. Digging up graves and acting evil You looking for the sequel More like something close to equal You rappers don't even sequel with bitches in Toledo. What? Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie I smoke too many cigarettes and get high too much Don't work enough shxt is too rough I could give a fxck less if the whole world blow up Or what gang signs niggas throw up I'm too fed up to keep my head up So I let it drag Can't afford a belt so my pants sag. Everybody seems to be a fag or a lesbian But what the fxck happened is what I'm questioning The president is prejudice against you and me Then he'd be taking half our money and he chilling tax free And if you ask me that's another smack in the face We need to burn the White House and pxss in his face And every judge should do a minimum of twenty to life If they can dish it they can take it, tell me that ain't right And every cop should be beat like Rodney King Non stop from the summer till it turn to spring. Shove a doughnut in their mouth and a badge in their ass Because the pigs don't get no class They get their wigs spilt Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie My life is tearin to pieces fxck you I hope you die In the casket where I lie And burn my body so I wont attract flies In my eye's a look of terror, cold as ice So what if I slit my wrist once or twice Now I can split your wig with my aluminum bat Or I can blow your eardrums with my brain dead rap And you can call it this or that But I swing to the other Word to the Monoxide Child, my brother No other represent this Effervescent knowledge for Twiztid education I got the lesson Bloody text book Kill the next motherxxxxer that look And always shaken ya never shook yeah Get your wig spilt bitch and we out Get your wig spilt bitch and we out Get your wig spilt bitch and we out Tell these motherxxxxers what we talking about Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie Die, die diemuthafxcka diemuthafxckadie Muthaxxxxa die (yeah,yeah) Muthaxxxxa die (yeah,yeah) Won't you die Mothaxxxxa die (yeah,die) Mothaxxxxa die (yeah,die) Forget you mothaxxxxas Yeah, yeah Die mothaxxxxa Die Die...
(Flicks lighter) (Inhales deep) Smoke break (coughs) If you smoke bud then say hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah If you smoke bud then say hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah If you smoke bud then say hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah If you smoke bud then say hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah
Murder, Murder, Murder
Murder, Murder, Mur Murder Murder Murder, Murder, Mur Murder Murder First I plan my escape Nothing on papes and leave the scene without a trace I'm lookin' dead in her face But she don't see me I'm unnoticed I head straight to her bedroom window for better focus Hokus pokus I see the door's unlocked, I let myself in Head for her room, with plans of murder and mayhem There she go, there that bitch lay Living on this earth to my dismay Time to pay Palms are sweaty, I'm about to vomit I grab the knife out of my belt and jab it in her stomach Again, and again and now she's screaming like I care But I could give a fxck less Before she dies I grab her by her blood soaked hair And tell her shxt's gonna be alright on my end I'm glad it happened this way Back in my daughters life again Ain't it a shame that it came to this Life goes on except for one less bitch Ain't it a trip? Murder, Murder, Murder You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass good bye Don't ask why Murder, Murder, Murder You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass good bye Don't ask why It was Tuesday, December 24th '97 Time on the clock 1:11 Thinking bout sending somebody to heaven Or the crossroads A fate of a soul lies in my hands I suppose Now I'm wearing dark clothes Parked on the side street Peepin out the scenery Make sure nobody seeing me As I move to the trunk of the stolen car Up to the back door with the crow bar So far the plans fool proof Called from the phone booth Got the message machine Nobody's on the scene Kicked in the backdoor, 1:34 Looking for the family dog Thor Kicked em in the jaw with the work boots Knocked a couple teeth loose Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce Then I smile Break his neck and watch him pxss on kitchen tile Never liked him since the day he tried to play me vile, And tried to bite me Stab a steak knife in his head So much for that man's best friend Now I'm all up in the place and In the bedroom masturbating Cummin on the sheets and pillow cases fxck that bitch She's just a cxnt and her mothers nothing but a slut Can't wait to seal her mouth shut 2:30 she returns home from work Nice blouse, tight shirt Business attire for this hooker for hire Threw the keys to the table, said baby are you home Didn't expect to see Bones we're alone And she's reaching for the telephone to call the police Strangled with the chord, now deceased In the process of her suffocation Finger xxxxed her for demonstration Let her know I know her many faces Now she's dead in the closet Hangin out with all the winter clothes In the struggle suffered a bloody nose But I'm straight though As I move to the bathroom to wash my hands It's all part of the plan Don't think you understand see? Murder, Murder, Murder You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass good bye Don't ask why
Somebody Dissin U
They call me Hektik Cause the way the pain is interjected You talk shxt you gonna regret it fxck it, you said it Watch your mouth fool I'm on the move Time to play For words you say One level of pain on display Bitch back off Too late your bitch is spread out, you jack off Keepin you wishing that you was dead off The planet Can't understand it? Let me explain All that shxt you talked drove me insane But my brain swells, my ears bleed And all the bad level of attack is underrated, remember that Head's get cracked with baseball bats I love the sound it makes when it pings I even love it when my ears ring Stomp on suckers in a second Leave you with no sign of recollection Rearrange your whole memory section Disease, infection, over night I die slowly Covered in corn stalks, protected by the oak trees Freeze muthaxxxxas Get your hands in the air muthaxxxxas This ain't a game I don't talk shxt I slit necks just because Catchin' the buzz And keeping a look out for the fuzz If I get hit by the cops I'm goin' out like Val Kilmer Heat the whole squad, droppin the bomb then watch em simmer Pain is a beautiful thang it makes my spine shiver Murder for hire, better believe I deliver If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are So far all I been hearin is player hatin(Oh yeah) If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are So far all I been hearin is player hatin Moving with the speed of the robot sonic exhaust Chronic fumes, fuel, gin, and tonic Half of the world is corrupt and alive Other half is depressed and they want to die I.S.I. Why ask why? Realize there's a killer in your face Look him in his eyes Before your body dies I'ma grab your soul straight up out your chest Put it in my black glass jar With all the rest Of the competition Pack rhymes with precision Eliminating adversaries And all of our divisions are cuttin like an incision While other suckers is missin With enough cheese for 3 niggas in college with tuition Take a listen I drop knowledge like a teacher An ill preacher preaching a sermon I been learning how to sing along with the dead man's song He's got an X in his head so I know what side he's on And brain dead people always say right on They got 10 on the weed cause we all high arms We let bygones be bygones and then dismiss Your wack ass bitches in the abyss fxck the diss Cause you let your colors show too many times It goes way deeper than rhymes fxck a beat cause I rock accapella Crazy ass fella Used to fxck Cinderella In the back of the pumpkin coach Smoking roach after roach fxck her all night And in the mornin make me French toast Coast to coast Drop knowledge like a teacher I.S.I. in this bitch we play the preachers If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are So far all I been hearin is player hatin If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are So far all I been hearin is player hatin
Yeah (What's that) Myzery(Word up) Twiztid(Yeah) And the Insane Clown Posse(Know what I'm sayin?) Forming a 50 foot Voltron on your ass Your worst nightmares couldn't fxck with this Run that shxt I'm rollin with the Psychopathic Make a move, and shxt gets drastic Leavin mutherxxxxers in caskets Or wrapped in Reynolds plastic Cause we psychosomatic and schizophrenic lunatics Holding my balls we know Which engulfs the tip of my dick We real sick bitch, run and tell a friend Twiztid in at the beginning Means of the beginning of the end The world dealt me a healthy hand of pain and lies And you can see the hate in my eyes it's no surprise It ain't shxt bitch believe that Suckers claiming they paid They can't even handle they weed tax I leave tracks like a needle You phony as the 5th Beetle fxck a B on a deedle Rockin Toledo like a trooper, What? Leaving your conscience in a stuper, What? fxck a Smith and Wesson I can grab the luger, What? And right before I shoot ya I snap your back like I was Lex Luger Chronic weed abuser (Wooooo!) As we capitalize and enterprise music scenes Money motivated, goal, and a dream Like Martin Luther King Hesitaters pause while we crack their jaws Swooping over they town like Super Balls (Woo Woo!) I roll with Bones and it's on like that Making suckers spasm so hard they lungs calapse Twiztid's the sound Something'that your worst nightmares couldn't fxck with Prepare to duck bitch Cause I'm runnin' with a meat cleaver Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! And if you missed it the name is Twiztid Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! Qui qua Myzery para isla Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! Psychopatchic From the NY come Myzery the red eye and raging Minority and JumpSteady plotting retaliation Suffocating dirty cats, player hatin Gats we packin Skullys and army jackets Headed out of psychopathic I got a plan so stack the ammo in the trunk The word is that down town we don't front Spark the blunt, give em what they want Psycho thugs, loaded slugs Loco in la cabesa Get away rides in ce pasa Destination para mi caco pato There without muchacho Cock slowly the deracho There go that long acho My shxt is jammed For you planned Body's wounded badly Move quickly before they bag me Being chased down this dark alley I'm a wounded ass Minority hollering I gaba I pulled out my blade And carved it in him like a mansana Now back to the ride floor it corpses No remorse's Psychopathic and Spanish side we joining forces Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! And if you missed it the name is Twiztid Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! Qui qua Myzery para isla Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! Psychopatchic Myzery(I smell gun powder) Twiztid And the loco Insane Clown Posse (I smell raisins) Psychopathic Records Para siempre! I smell garlic my head hurts Cause my brain is cursed by voodoo wizards My skin turns blue and I start to shake My tongue comes out like a snake Ssssss Zunga bunga hooly goo bo That's my Ugandan voodoo flow You don't know what it meant Til the next day you wake up With your dick in your homies butt I might grab your face, twist your neck, And then let it go (Brrrrraaah) And then Shaggy climbs up my back And we attack and hit ya like a 10 foot ninja(Ninja!) I paint my face like a clown Other times I paint it like Sting and come down The rafters up at the mall and throw old folks to the ropes And chop their throats (Woooo!) But I ain't no wrestler I'm a serial killa murderous molester Naww, I'm just juggalin your balls a bit It's J who's into that shxt (Yeah, fxck you) And if you wanna get lippy I'll stretch your lips out and call you skippy (Hehe) The bottom line is we twisted like Sam Kinison's back After the car wreck Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! And if you missed it the name is Twiztid Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! Qui qua Myzery para isla Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! Psychopatchic Psychopatchic Psychopatchic Psychopatchic Psychopatchic
She Ain't Afraid
So whats up man this shxt ain't goin down Trust me, trust me I know her man itt's gonna go down just be cool, be cool She's never gonna buy that shxt Trust me Alright look, Then I'ma go in there And I'm just gonna start freakin that bitch down She ain't gonna say shxt watch (Door opens) Damn Tina you look mighty comfortable laying there naked You mind if I go ahead and pull my dick out Oh no, hell no You like that? I like to have my face xxxxed That really gets me going And I like what he's doing to me right now He's stroking my pussy really lightly Man there's all types of pussy rubbing and shxt goin on What the fxck I'm supposed to do fxck my face Man come on man This my hook up Come on man let me get that shxt This is my hook up man get your ass away Come on man let me fxck her first This my shxt Shut up, what I need is his cock in my ass Uhh uhh uhh you like it don't you? Let's get high and just fxck I'll hit you till you bleed And we could just blame it on the weed Little freak Sucking me off making my knees weak Rubbing my nuts when I cum making my voice tweak She makes me feel like a champion Late night when I call She knows what's happening I got a box of condoms and a mind full of tricks A freak just for xxxxing with my balls and my dick Get started Legs parted I hit it so hard the pussy farted And now it's time to depart it She took the rubber off And then she shoved it in her mouth It felt like I came from down South Know about it Pussy pleasing's just a part of the game You gotta bang it till it falls right off I do the same Rub my dick in cocaine And freak some nasty shxt It ain't the same without the pain Bring the flavor bitch 2 on 1's not a problem So you can bring your girl And I can get the best of both worlds fxck until I hurl Toes fell off, fxck a curl She kept nibbling my nuts like a squirrel I hit the weed and flicked the ash on her back fxckin her friend in the face until her jaw snapped Oh shxt, I can see her sucking on her tits And I can't help but notice 4 fingers in her clit She's a pro I thought I saw her pussy glow It could've been the sweat in my eyes I don't know for sure This freaks the fxck for loving dick It's sick, but man I love that fat bitch She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick and, She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fxck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick and, She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fxck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash Excuse me lady did you say you liked to fxck Drop my drawers to my ankles, give my dick a suck You like it rough? I can feel my shxt swelling and expanding A one way trip down south, a crash landing Right in your pink fun I get the job done Daddy was a pistol and I'm a son of a gun As I shoot my load on your chest and titties Gotta get my shxt, we off to the next city Go a long way just so I can grind you Got enough dick for Ms. McCarthy And the 50 single hoes behind her A side winder Never like the old timer Keeping hoes properly worked like Jane Fonda (Uh) My anaconda's got a mushroom cap An immense craving for your pussy cat Keep it moving like that My dick is hard as steel And I'ma freak that ass with some more sex appeal Tell me how it feel when I push it all in Eyes roll in the back of your head and you start to grin If sex was a sin then a wicked bitch you'd be With creepy ass titties and an eerie ass pussy So ride my broom stick until you hear me cum And school me on your methods of pink fun Yeah She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fxck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fxck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash Yeah, know what I am saying Yo, this be the Shaggy Down with the Psychopathic Phamly Down with Twiztid G Know what I'm saying? And yo check it out, I don't give a fxck I like to get skins I don't know about you muthaxxxxas But yo I like em big I don't give a fxck what I like em skinny,bald,retarded,crippled Spines on their backs I don't give no fxck 800 pound-bitch come here sweetie I'm gonna fxcking tie your shxt in a knot And tap that shxt Know what I am saying? Cause I love me some skins I ain't going nothing about it I'll hit a fxcking 900 pound bitches neden from the back Know what I am saying? I'll wrap her legs backwards into a Boston crab And go to work Know what I am saying? fxck that shxt I ain't no xxxxing fag like that I like em stubbly so their whiskers tickles my balls When they suck my dick Know what I am saying? I don't give a fxck What, bring it on She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fxck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fxck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash
So whatthefxck So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah (Increase the deceased, will your body rest in peace?) So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's) So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?) So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah (Hoping that your soul will be saved) Hey yo, fxck everybody that ain't down with us. Superstars incorporated label us, infamous. Niggas is ridiculous for trying to replicate our contexts. Not equivalent to my terror, they suffer broke necks. Bitch ass niggas is trying to imitate my real-estate. So me and Monoxide Child we had to migrate Like ducks in the winter We sinners with the halos. Left the company in the dust for lack of payroll. Now we stable On our feet, willing and able To switch it from your groin to your naval You wanna talk of fables I turn the tables like the exorcist Dominate your cerebellum so don't stand next to this Multiple equation, abrasion to your mindstate Inquisitive minds and eyes dilate While I dominate on the underground level I'm not the devil with no whores, pitchforks or shovels So can you dig it I be Jamie Madrox bleach white like Mr.Clorox Be cold like Mr.Thomas but I don't be claiming White Sox My Louisville Slugger, my weapon for bashing brains Leavin' competition tangled in chains like I was Pinhead A sin to bite, livin' at night Afraid of sunlight Police told to shoot on sight You think they might? If they do I'll return fire at rapid speeds Show them bitches a trick I got up my sleeve Increase the deceased So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah (Increase the deceased, will your body rest in peace?) So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's) So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?) So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah. (Hoping that your soul will be saved) Tell you the truth it's like this Everybody can suck my dick And I could give a fxck less bitch. You ain't shxt And I'ma be the first to tell I got your family all hostage and they burnin in hell True, I sold my soul, I never did shxt with it But I could give a fxck about it So I know that I could live without it. A constant struggle to get to the top Increase the deceased, let it pop then watch 'em drop Pressing the button stopping at nothing You fxck with grown folks Kids you better think before you say something All up your crib, what looking for goods Scream style muthaxxxxas with them masks in the hoods It ain't good remember that All you suckers on the Internet Thinking it's cool but we ain't into that. Sitting in my room alone mad depressed Relieve the stress by sticking pencils in my chest God bless a bag of weed So I can get high and get back at you suckers in music With some shxt to make your ears bleed Proceed to talk that shxt, it's all wack I'm gonna get high and pay the whole world back Increase the deceased So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah (Increase the deceased will your body rest in peace? ) So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah (Now that your soul is released when your body rot's) So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?) So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah. (Hoping that your soul will be saved) So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah So whatthefxck, whatthefxck yeah So whatthefxck whatthefxck bitches I.S.I. in this bitch! Yeah...
Anotha Smoke Break
(Flicks lighter) (Takes several deep inhales) Anotha smoke break (coughs) If you smoke bud then say hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah If you smoke bud then say hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah If you smoke bud then say hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah If you smoke bud then say hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah Smoke, hell yeah
Since you're too fxckin' lazy to turn this shxt off (Right) And seein how you're just sitting there listenin doin nuthin (Uh huh) We figured we'd tell you a story (Ok) Let's see if you can figure out what I'm trying to say Yeah (What do you got to say?) (Say it) (Spit it out) (Come on) There once was a ninja named Jack Picklebush (Oh yeah?) He lived in the 313 area code (I know that guy) Now this kid wasn't no ordinary ninja because his nutbag Was 4 times the size of his head (Whoa) Everybody in the neighborhood calls him fat sac Jack Now his 3 homeboys Ron, Don, and Jon From over on 8th St. (I know Ron) Used to dash home from school Just so they could jump up and down And play on Jack's fat fxckin ball sac Now, the other day while they was hopping, and flipping, and having fun. Jon ripped a huge ass crease right up the ass of his Wranglers He wasn't wearin any drawers But the fact that his naked ass fell out wasn't what embarrassed Jack. What did however Was that all his friends now knew his lifelong secret. Jon has 2 anus's That's right double rosebuds. Now, everybody got a great laugh on including fat sac Jack And when they finally finished bustin' on Jon They noticed it was 8 o'clock, Time for Monday night wrestling And so they all ran over to Don's house Because he's the only 1 that has cable. After wrestling was over they all grabbed some Faygo's And some Swisher Sweets packed with buds (Oh yeah gotta have the weed) And they all laid out on fat sac Jack's fat fxckin ball bag And stared up into the stars. When they finally got home and went to bed shxt, it was something like 2 in the morning (That's pretty late) Now, figure it out smart ass (Who you calling a smart ass?) (Put it together, figure it out) (I don't get it) (What're you supposed to do with it?) (fxck off) (Figure it out) (I don't get it where'd he go?) (Where'd that guy go that was tellin' the story?) (I'ma wait here go see if you can get him) (What the fxcks going on?) (Word up)