The tickets on Fox Five.
With ur lies and deceit.
To be the number 1 creep.
Talk is cheap, so slow down.
Was Krusty the Clown funny?
And as a producer, you ran out of money.
To not think with ur head, but ur tummy.
Wishes that glis
The tickets on Fox Five.
With ur lies and deceit.
To be the number 1 creep.
Talk is cheap, so slow down.
Was Krusty the Clown funny?
And as a producer, you ran out of money.
To not think with ur head, but ur tummy.
Wishes that glis
The FPS, the NBA, and the NFL.
The ol’ school “Major League Gaming,” to break open the shell.
To slither, when sols wither, I’m not ur babysitter.
The shame that covers, you never had a chance.
At first glance, your body then turns into stone.
To rise and shine? To shine when the Sun sets? The Shaitan that never rests.
To collect the oasis, the red sand, to be at peace when at war.
The Dragon on the shore, the abomination, the boar, the four score and seven years in.
And I have more
It's in my blood with you, to be platanoic.
Fed up with the fast food, the McDonald Sub Sonic.
To fast with the state of the art bubonic chronic.
With my swag, you're hooked on phonics.
At face value, down to the wire.
This ain't Jim Carrey's, "Liar, L
Confused on the witch.
The top down, havin to switch.
You snitched on your man.
Your plan is forever in shambles.
When you pray to God, ur not suppose to ramble.
And to avoid pork, the cannibal.
Your "Kid" is still an animal.
So here is your c