| Whatcha Sayin' Now? Episode V: Return of the Jackass By Syre [Intro] Every time� I look out the window� I see� Madness� horror� monstrosity Every time� I go outside� I'm reminded� Of the terrors of the world� Every time� I drive down the street� There it is� like the combined nightmares of a billion people� For God sakes Matt, put on some pants!!! [Syre] Matty, you're not sayin' much these days Too busy in your room with KY jelly and gays You've been in there for about 3 weeks now With brown and white stuff all over, ya look like a cow Wait, you've always been that way Always been that gay, every single day Les just walked in Matt's room, I think I heard a shout Some moans, groans and a sigh, then Matty walked He's gained 40 pounds, and it's all up his arse I hope you're amused by my lyrical farce Now I know, now I know, now I know, now I know� Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go Jessica's on the rampage again With her razor blade and a 12 gauge again No no no no don't cut me no more! No no no no put the gun down you whore! She's off her meds and on the prowl Somebody please get me on the line with Colin Powell So we can declare war on Miss Tan in a Can If only we could find out if she's a woman or man I think she might have issues with her mental health How do you threaten a girl who cuts her friggin' self? AHHH!!! Put down the filet knife!! Oh, never mind, she's only taking her own life Quit threatening and just do it already! So we can get to pretending it's really upsetting Quit complaining, you baby, maybe if eighty Kuwaitis with rabies were waiting to blow your brains to Haiti with M-80's, you could be a bit crazy, but lately all that's shaking is debating of whether you're a man or a lady I'm awaiting your grating voice to stop stating how you're hating this life you're creating, how no one's cooperating, you didn't grow up with the Bradys Your world's so shady, so rainy, degrading, weighty, hazy, full of negating, and awful paining, and I'm so zany that I'm invading your brain and persuading, making you crazy, I'll talk ya into taking your life But you're faking, feigning elating and dating But there's no mistaking, every waking minute you're aching, the pain's not abating, the world's so forsaking Comfort keeps waning, the world is fading, all you see in your day dreams is Ken masturbating with his inmate to a photo of you What're ya gonna do? I'm evil, I'm sadistic, I love it, I can't be stopped I'll put you under more pressure than Matt's pants before the button popped Ya know I never really made verse about Les Talk about a mental wreck, that guy's a mess Shady's good, Mystikal's better, I'm the best, James thinks he's "bester" If you thought Ken was horribly disgusting, look at MoLESter Is he gay or is he straight, that's a bit iffy Matt's girlfriend, what breed is she? Like a mix between a mastiff and a shar-pei Any guy who wants to date it must be gay That skank bitch can go back to Haiti And tell me, is there anything uglier than Katie? Aisha? Well I guess you've got me trumped Who'd wanna get a demon pregnant? You've got me stumped The whole world's gonna have to pay a price Wouldn't that make her kid the Antichrist? Yikes. That's scary, like sayin' Bloody Jamesy 3 times Will there ever come a time when I run out of rhymes? Never, Grasshopper, ain't gon' happen Quit that nonsense, I'll always be rappin'! I rhyme in my sleep Matty's got teats Erika needs to lay off the roast beef James is smart as a wiener Tim is just a beaner Aisha was spawned from Satan, ain't nobody meaner Except maybe Jessica, she's as crazy as Katie's fat Psycho bitch needs to go back on the Prozac Who else have I yet to burn? Les is as gay as Matt's side burns There's so much more to say, but it's getting late And I think I've spawned about enough hate At least for today, so I think I'll take a bow Oops, almost forgot- whatcha sayin' now? |
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