Korbin Pheenix - Mod Squad lyrics

Verse 1 Speakin' on body modifyin' sh** Dermagraphic b**hes shouldn't be a clone Its odd even seein' that you tryin' I am laughing out loud You cry inside Voice be quiet Sheeps in multi-colored wool is fools Give 'em the silent treatment They get pierced up And dont even blink And thats cool.. But they attitude stink somethin' fierce! Like a vat of poo that reach up to here! Think it make you elite NO! Look down ya nose at us I throw some jabs Snap ya beak Get beat to hell Made ya sh** leak Rage I keep caged in broke clear I poke ears with twelve gauge Stuff that in ya lobe Clappin' a chrome Gettin' peasant etched in his tombstone Soon as my gun strobe Why yall bein' a prude Its cool to have fun bro Yall swiss cheesy, frontin' hard Cause you gotta buncha holes b**hes thinkin' they f**in' special piercin' they clits But they dna say they a pretzel wit tits Crevice can fit a fist in it or a 40 jug of O.E. frozen But they get my attention showin' the whole team.. Points I prove lose light they shed When a redhead with spider-bites Make my dick hard and gooch moist Balls hot as a kettle revvin' they wanna spew What is a dude.. That ain't got metal all in his face gonna do? Choose to ho it out? Get studs from mouth to groin? Bound to f** if I do it now First, I gotta live through it! Could be a big high But gettin' stuck 10 times I'd OD No need to watch babe You'll see a pig fly For real tho? Lames is f**in' up the whole thang Snatch 'em down by they nose-rang And make 'em kneel low )Hook( MOD SQUAD! See 'em tweakin' They creepin' with chicken-scratch tat Oozin' infection like they body-piercing done shoddy MOD SQUAD! Thats some whack sh** While you postin' pics braggin' You shoulda never let it on your body MOD SQUAD! Dont act an a** Take some orders If you dont like fast-food work.. Well? Tattoo ya face! MOD SQUAD! If you pissed? Open wide, get a taste Man I swear to the real ones you a disgrace Talkin' bout that MOD SQUAD! Verse 2 This real! f** what the frail may think Caint accept a lame with a septum Frontin like he play in L.A. Ink Want fame? No clout! Think he an outcast hero In fact? He as weak as he was befo'(before)he was hangin out I break it down and see clearest They scheme with appearances Some of these mod people I fear is scene-kids in disguise They f** ya head up like that We illin' peelin' meat off they sleeve Screamin' 'nice tat!' What about discrimination Im black, b**h hush! That burden you bear, you chose! I'll close ya big mouth shut! In a d**h-fight Wita lead pipe End a dickhead life Stab thoo both his eyes from the side Now thats a prince albert.. TO DIE FER(for) Meet mortality See when most cats posin' PLUR? It makes morality an ad slogan.. If you holla it follow it.. Alotta kids.. Counterfeit Shot 'em up out of it Cannonball! Helpin' yall culture out a bit! I'll name my new album rocket ship So when scene b**hes hit the floor when im performin' they'll strip Enormous event! All you see is choppy hair.. Lip-rings.. vans.. Pourin' through the doors and vents The allure is intense! Make you my Hot Topic Not talkin' bout where you shop in the mall You get shocked! Brains flow out ya eye-socket! Now if you pissed? The tattoo fits, so it seems.. If you ain't shooken Facebook it to get a hold of me, b*tch! )Hook( MOD SQUAD! See 'em tweakin' They creepin' with chicken-scratch tat Oozin' infection like they body-piercing done shoddy MOD SQUAD! Thats some whack sh** While you postin' pics braggin' You shoulda never let it on your body MOD SQUAD! Dont act an a** Take some orders If you dont like fast-food work.. Well? Tattoo ya face! MOD SQUAD! If you pissed? Open wide, get a taste Man I swear to the real ones you a disgrace Talkin' bout that MOD SQUAD! )REPEAT HOOK( OUTRO How you gon' be inked-up? Pierced-up? And a muthaf**in' prep?! GET THE fu*k OUTTA HERE, MAN..