Witt Lowry - Bath Salt lyrics

I'm talking, three blind mice, three fat dykes I take my heart out of my body just to chisel the ice I'm a ghost to you b**h, so I'll be on life Call my grandma a c*nt, see I be all nice You be on the right f** Mark and f** my life (yeah f** him) Now we should see how many faces I can f** in a night Now I'm starving to fight, so if you can think I'm starving you're right See now i'm starving to get my dick into her guard-it with life (that ain't right) I dont give a f** what you think I beat the p**y up, till that sh** is purple and stink Kids think that when I spit, I'm so dirty and mean Well is it weird that sometimes when I spit I cream All over my whitey tightys and my Levi jeans? Or that I didn't grow a pube until I turned 18? Now my spleen has turned green, what the f** does that mean? Now I'm watching SpongeBob while she's flicking her bean I mean... (Mark... Mark! What the f**?! Snap the f** out of it! What the f** is wrong with you?!) [Verse 2: Witty] I took a teste out, just so I could slingshot it My dick's soaked in vomit, and these girls still want it One day I overdosed on Midol to stop my flow It didn't work, now all greens are sold out. Sorry hoes! f** rapping these words I'll create my own language, like Gee bit yoy bit loy bik alang dik Mak mak aluku, bak bak ulang dik I just made you listen to a rap where I ain't saying sh**! Flow like Goldilocks, dick the size of Dopey Grandma, when I left, I f**ing did the Hokey Pokey Just because we're blood doesn't mean you f**ing know me If I see you again, I'll scream "f**ing blow me!" Cause you are below me, and below that, and below that I'll cut your branch off my family tree and never look back Balls so big, my pants can't fit the ba**sack If that's not ballin', what the f** should we call that? (Mark... what the f** is wrong with you?... Mark... Mark!!) [Verse 3: Witty] I asked Old Mother Hubbard what the f** was in her cupboard It's a whole bag of weed, and a big box of rubbers This dude (will) be like "Bro, homie, we are not brothers!" Call me a motherf**er cause I probably f**ed your mother My dick is in a bag of balogna for all these phonies That won't stay off my meat and keep acting like they know me Dreams of Freddy Kruger, nightmares of pink ponies I fill a dumb line with a ballin' white Kobe Ate a guy's face off, changed my name to Raekwon Jumped out of a plane while I was strapped to a Napalm Watch a zombie eat my leg and still I f**ing stay calm Strapped myself to a ferris wheel so I could stay on I walked into Panera, stuck my dick in the soup They said "What the f** are you doing?" I said "I'm making beef stew!" Kids, this is what happens when you don't go to school And you sit in the back of cla** writing raps, eating glue, dude (Mark.. Mark! ... Snap the f** out of it! .. What the f** is wrong with you?!?) [Verse 4: Witty] I stuck my bu*t cheeks in a blender, to see how long I could last with the pain while I was writing this song I lasted about two minutes, and everything went wrong Now all I got is one bu*t cheek and a half-done song Thong, bong, pong, I'll battle King Kong's dong on With a purple dil*o and a robot ??? I'm not crazy man, I just say the sh** that you wouldn't Well now I s**? Motherf**er I'm doing sh** that you couldn't! Lemme down this hundredproof and try to still walk straight I ripped off my license plate and drove down the interstate I'm just going for a nice drive, mooning as I drive by But I still only got one bu*t cheek so they be wide-eyed Girls wanna try I, but most of y'all are f**ing hoes But they're the ones that like the lines like this. Well, what do you know? Turn a berry manelo, eat a sandwich filled with mold Tell them that I'm never f**ing stopping 'til I'm dead and cold