Cousin Lovin' (extended)

(Verse starts at 0:23 of beat track)

 

Men punchin' and hittin', fuckin' women moanin' and hissin'

Every fucker is downtown to dish a solid ass kickin'

Kids are runnin' around with a fuckin' whoopee cushion

Full up of razors, scissors and pins to blow up in your cousin

Man, she's screaming out loud as those kids hold her down

To the ground, flailing around, like a fuckin' dyin' clown

The cushion then explodes in her, she's done fucked up now

There's no help around and she's just been impaled, wow

You stare in disbelief as you reach for your bat

You better head on down there and fuckin' show 'em your tatt

Of you and your cousin with your hand on her twat

You loved her so much, how dare they fuckin' do that

A swing to the head of some scrawny little punk

Knocks out all his teeth and all over his fuckin' mum

She's screaming and crying as you hit 'em again

There's no fuckin' way anyone is walking outta this pen

Another swing and hit to some other dudes jaw

Has got him stumbling and bleedin' all over the floor

He stops, trips and falls as you raise up your bat

Ready to bring it down for another attack

You're on to some other bitch with her back to your front

So you just let it loose and cave her head in with one

Swing and follow it through with a sickening stomp

To the back of her head so that the ground gets chomped

People are turnin' on you man, you better run or get mobbed

By the crowd of freakish cunts that are brandishin' a wet mop

To shove it up your ass and continue to pop

Each of your eyeballs out with a fuckin' nail and rock

But lucky for you you've got an explosive sock

Full up of sharp shrapnel and just a fuckin' rusty old fork

So you throw it at 'em all and continue to knock

All of them down to death with a tick and a tock (boom).

Now you stand back laughing and fuckin' continue to mock

You better go out and celebrate while you're wearing a frock

You run past the gates, yeah the lock's been unlocked

You see your way out but there's a fuckin' roadblock

There's an old man about with a pout and a gun in his lap

So he picks the shit up and with a-rat-a-tat-tat

He shoots his own wife in the back of the head

A common mistake but she's unmistakably dead

Blood runs through the gutter, so dark and so red

Man, you were fuckin' hungry, but now you've just been fed

You drink the bitch's blood, as it flows down the road

Just scoop it up bud, so you can take the shit home

Flingin' piss and poo fuckin' all over the show

Nobody comes near you, yep fuckin' no one, no

You sock the old man in the chest as he gets out his chair

So he falls back down and then you rip out his hair

He's looking up at you and in his eyes, despair

So you pluck an eye out, he's gotta learn to share

Parading around with his eye that you now wear

And not a single fuck given, nope, not a care

You make your way out and then breathe in the air

Thank fuckin' fuck that you got the fuck outta there

As you make your way home to check up on your heir

You get attacked and eaten by a fuckin' polar bear