Cyanide and Silicone - Joker lyrics

[Intro] Cyanide and Silicone, Cyanide and Silicone, b**h! [Verse 1] Yuh, okay check it out That's not what we about dawg, so whatcha talkin' bout? Give me a sec, I'm foaming up at the mouth Sorry, but I'm taking different routes Eat a dick, your debate got me politic'n Slow paced masturbation 'cause my clock is ticking On the job, shove my co*k in a monster chicken Old days, my heart stops 'cause my thoughts were stricken Gosh dang, she can blow a mean wang, but Can she cradle the balls and work the shaft at the same time? She got my reaction, so I call that an enzyme The truth, they a pair of dimes, f**, that's a paradigm Gross like a sac itch Find me in the back with a cold grits sandwich They play Robin on this bat sh** Buzz past your ear, your gonna get your f**ing a** kicked Skate through the gate, I know your girl want her a** licked Never need a date, she use my cum as a chap stick [Verse 2] Toucan, my vision is loopy Twelve rounds and I want you to shoot me Now they like, Sideshow stop with the movies Yeah, stop watching those movies How else would I know? I already made bread you're still watching the stove I grated all the cheese in the silicone cove Laughing 'cause you're bitter like you're garlic'n cloves Stop thinking that the sins are a shame Cause I f** in a church like every single Wednesday Huh, when I'm lucky it's a Sunday sh**, I'm only lucky for a BJ They're claiming they better and I don't have a f**ing doubt But when it comes to counting cheddar They running up at the mouth Cyanide and Silicone running the south Your girl's getting face f**ed up on your couch [Interlude] I go into the casino and the man who runs it says to me "You look like you got a lot of meat down there." And I say "I'll f**ing kick your a**, you f*ggot." [Verse 3] Snow beach, what I'm on homie Pot leaf, green tea like my lawn homie Cramping at the summer camp, bout to blow a couple amps Whipping in the f** 'Lam Jamming the program, god damn And I'm stunting at the function Higher than a chipmunk, lower than a munchkin Pa**ively aggressive, and now I'm past the aggression And now I'm pa**ing all these test questions Like a f**ing freshmen who's a mathlete Trap rapping at the track meet I'm the Wolf of Wall Street, y'all eating concrete You won't f** with me like I'm a clansman Battle all these has beens, b**hes got they backs bent Over the edge, clipping the hedge b**hes money forward, pay me back with some head Corn fed or they all dead, or sharing a bed I cuddle a snuffleupagus so b**hes all call me Ted