Being a star makes the ego grow bigger
More like, the more recognition they claim the thicker
they seem to get against criticism,
these pricks aren't perfectionists they need to do some revision
on how to boast, cuz their claims are fictional and tame,
if we're just comparing dick size, I'll send you out the game,
screw the game I'll fuck you in the brain
with the enormity of my claims;
a jaguar and rolls royce, parked by my house on the beach,
vodka shots and bong hits with all these fine bitches I meet,
Orgy all night and then go to sleep,
throw them all out by midday,
I have a businessman to greet,
at the door, wants to put my band name on T-shirts for my tour,
I said let's cut to the chase, tattoo my logo onto the kids foreheads
when they turn four;
it'll be more humane, because at least they can complain,
but how can they complain about your hits when they grew
up on shit,
Pop culture's becoming even more sickly sweet,
they'll splice disney into music videos, for the little brats, a treat,
anyways, me and this businessman, doing business,
as much as we can, line after line of coke ("here try sniff this")
but fuck that I'm too hardcore for cocaine
Give me some detergent and hydrochloric acid to melt brains,
I don't suffer from withdrawal symptoms I suffer from death,
but to me it's a temporary ailment, I pass out and sit up erect,
nearly as tall as my morning glory, I've smacked a girl in the head
with it, it was intentional,
I don't fuck like normal people, I grab limbs and pull,
and while I brag about my cars and wealth and fame,
guess who's head's bobbing by the dashboard, your momma
but can't remember her name,
she remembers mine and screams it from time to time,
whenever we try to give you a little brother,
who can try and get associated fame, end up a washed up actor,
Yeah mate looks like it sucks to be you, sucks worse then yo' mama,
What, I'm bringing your parents into it, I'll spare you no drama,
All I can say is that in the way homophobes hate gays
because they're in denial,
I reckon you brag and boast, because you can't have a child,
cuz your piece is too small although your wife is fertile,
so send her my way, she'll come back with a smile,
or if you aint got a wife cuz every girl thinks you're a loser,
I've got too many unplanned pregnancies, so take one or two sir,
Although you're too incompetent to raise kids, you brag
without education,
and condemn your kids to a life without any comprehension,
and the only thing they'll value is this fame,
inspired by wastes of space like you and enter the game,
but my kids won't value fame like you, son,
I'ma raise my descendents to pick apart your kid's bullshit
Every Generation.
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