Dave Carter - Week 8 Power Rankings lyrics

And so like Jack I ask you, how does my dick taste? Because these rhymes don't have the time for f**ing safe space I'll run a train up on you, like Turner through the line Watching you choke away like Ha**elback in overtime Like number 1 lacrosse picks, your team's a f**ing bust It's got us questioning is something gonna happen or what? Get off your Macbook, my team's the truth At this point Steve Jobs stands a better chance than you I got my next week circled, for when we play our game Where I'mma knock you out like I'm Pepper at La Main Mr. Rodgers ain't a team, so put on your sweater And sorry for your lifestyle, but It don't get better Aaaand teach me how to Dougie, teach me how to Dougie I party up at H-House cause all those b**hes love me I'm out you're teams a failure, an English language test So from Sanchize to the Franchize you're just a waste of breath, BRRAAAT I shoulda known better than to argue with a crazy mind You're double crazy if head size is to define Cause I got proof you're out of your mind You've been with girls Big Ben would decline Still man, I'm impressed that you get anyone to screw Since you look so young even Steve wouldn't touch you I hope that stung, not like a f**ing bumblebee More like a shot in the mouth, Mosey's D? And quit talking about "fall from grace" You're 'bout to have egg all over your face Your team's hurting like DMC And Rice is gonna get eaten by Jackson's D Talk about managing, I just LaRusso'ed you But I don't care, I'll sweep the leg too And that's a rap, like a f**ing tourniquet Left you destroyed like a teen tournament