By: SYRE
HAHA. I told ya I'd be back, didn't I?
To write a part 2 to get ya back, didn't I?
Well here I am, whatcha sayin' now?
Matt, you fat crackhead, you look like a cow!
Sorry, but some things just go without saying
The whales you fileting, hecks naw I ain't playing!
Look at me, I'm the greatest rapper out there
Tim what the heck is up with your hair?
Doo the doo dish? What the hell is that?
You might be even more braindead than Matt
Or James. Ooh, now that's a scary thought
Think I'll call the INS, see how many beaners they've caught
If they haven't met their quota, then I'll turn ya in
Matt get from behind me! Don't you know that's a sin!?
Guess not, considering how much you play
Even with yourself, ya do it everyday!
Must be a bi, you fantasize about Jessica
Witch? Bad!
Matt, you're a fat, fagot, gay son of a
Rich dad?
Matt, get off of James, and help him off the floor
Jesse, ya shouldn't have involved me in your thing with Matthew Moore
I know I said I'd shut up about you, but not anymore
Shouldn't have messed with me, you freaking hug whore!
James you crazy nut, why you wearin' that dress?
Jesse, put away that broomstick, and clean up that mess!
Don't even call me fat no more, I've got a whole lot leaner
Megan, you stupid wannabeaner, let go of Jared's weiner!
Tim, you're dating Katie? You sick, desperate taco-bender
Katie, you're dating Tim? You sick, desperate goal defender
Who else have I yet to insult? Oh yeah, Erika
Girl you the fattest thing since North America
Aisha? I swear she's a water buffalo, or part wildebeest
Not much you can do against that ho, when her fat is unleashed
Well, I'll shut up about her, don't wanna piss off a demon
James, go join the Navy, so you can play with seamen
Matt just swallowed a chicken, I think he's choking
Alright, alright, alright, I was just joking
I just wrote this song for fun, didn't mean any harm
I'm not possesed, not gon' to give you a "cat scratch" on the arm
(Buh-duh tsshh)
