Perfect to the second power of forever Ask him do he it? Hells yeah, now or never On a mission with friends of weather the better, off to Mt. Tuna Wear your leather prepared
And watch out for my brothers He keep his strand slicked like Scatman Caruthers A balding boy, sound like Janeane for a sloppy fro, who seen the evil Coiffio?
Not me yo, I'm leavin, I'm if him got them bomb weavin' Kalikelon No more or less stress your old boss The tears burn your eyes than fresh S-curls sores
And Brenda, the best lost Uncle grandfather bare was pearl gloss tossed, there goes a whole tray of hamburgers Villain 'til they old and gray olden day scam workers
Circa one nine On the mic machine it seems his work will be done He seeks the ninth level of But weak geek might freak it in another
Or so, call the fool retarded hair guy In school you spot it when he nodded here, why? I think his true was Gerald The toupee, the male pattern herald
A laugh like the walk to the bank Not the plank, talk to the hand and the hot dog
Danger Doom it's Master Shake, hey Ah, did you get e-mails I sent? Umm, I'm still waitin to hear you I, I think maybe you're, maybe you're in the
Do you, are you in the shower? But I'm still, totally, I got some other Uhh, but I'm, I am more to doing yours
So, if you can let me today That'd, uhh, be great, okay? Just, gimme a call and fa-for the schnizzle For to do the rap
And again I'm really sorry about other one The call, sucks Okay, me back dog