Quarter past nine, so I gobble up the robitussin
If you wanna tussle then I got the favorite nazi oven
Try n hide opals from him, I'm fuckin the khan's cousin
Commie lovin attila, got me lookin mathilda
Voices in the corridor trappin me in california
Can i warn ya, its not a pretty sight to hide in flannel warmers
Half the hoarders happily cut in half like hatchin o deurves
You cant match the odor, gas with hash for dapper hoes bruh
Blue crude crusaders, caper round the complex
Call em off or cholera for all of ya spawn next
Wobble on the gothic dong, jager with the kan west
Brew with the brouhaha, a lucifer contest
Loser loopin through lucid, fraid the moon has come
Will the night stop or join, time will tell on who is grump
Grim spirits got the gang groggy goggles google 'em
Chew em up if jupiter, had to know when pluto dust
I got a coat, but I'm still feeling chilly
Ive been the- problem once upon a time
Columbine if a dolla sign
I probably shouldn't bark the nine
Hide me from the cameras like camels can with camo of
The rag of us, campin on a rampage like a camelot
Campaign, more like a long line of pampered sons
Champagne, they had a lot so patchy patrick passed the blunt
Pamphlets never really reasoned with the tantrum lot
Sabatoge of family's honour, goner but he had his fun
Such a pity too, coulda been the head of state
Vice prevent a viceroy, still the men'll celebrate
'Cause a celibate, aint no sultan never is
Nor is a better saint, stave off fuckin ventilate
And stay away from gallifrey, got the gall degenerate?
Gems of legend justify the fuckin lies of several lived
Askin if genesis was half assed or an accident
Figure out where habit went, christ of witches blesses sin
