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(Jorma) Hey yo, new Island, 2011, let's get 'em Kiv!
(Akiva) Hey yo my dick don't work, that is soft as a pillow,
My girly at me like
You for dude?
(Jorma) Hey yo, hold up, hold up. We gotta come harder than that. Yo, 'em Andy...
(Andy) I think there might be something wrong my dick,
like a melted stick of butter
So that it can't fill a rubber
(Jorma) Hey yo, come on man, this is Lonely Island. People are countin' on us. I gotta write all motherfuckers myself-
Hey yo, I I broke my dick in the sink,
It's so and ugly,
All smashed and flat like it was rugby,
Hold up, hold up, is serious. Kiv, let 'em know.
(Akiva) Yo for real though, I suffer stinky dick
Every time I take a piss it smells like shit
(Jorma) Ha ha, yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Andy, 'em how it's done.
(Andy) My dick looks like the fat you cut off a steak,
Smashed in my balls went and stepped on a rake,
(Jorma) Island, Grammy-nominated, yeah! Hit 'em again.
(Akiva) Yo, straight out the box with my little shrimp,
I was an eight year old before the doctor found my dick.
(Jorma) We make too much money for shit! Murder music...
(Andy) I shit the bed cause my dick a prank on my butt,
Straight crept when I slept and a laxative up!
(Jorma) music! What y'all know about incontinence?
(Akiva) I got C from a horse, but no confusion,
It wasn't the sex, it was the blood transfusion!
(Jorma) What?! got horse blood! What y'all got?
(Andy) I freaky fan-fiction where cartoons fuck!
Got CGI Garfield Marmaduke's nuts!
(Jorma) Wooo! I would like to see that! This that Garfield sex music! Now just showing off! Preach.
(Akiva) I got a friend named Reggie who lives at the dump,
other week I swing by to bring him some lunch!
(Jorma) Oh! Now that just sounds nice! Imma call it there. Game over, motherfuckers. Lonely Island, we started this fake-rap shit. The world needs us!