Nutter

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yelling at the skies, not sure who I'm shouting to
it's blurry in my eyes, too much alcohol and mountain dew
not to mention, I'm due for federal detention in an hour or two
Man, I'm always in a sour mood
I cheer up, by stompin' on some hungered dude while chompin' on some comfort food
I'm sick all the hullabaloo
Flip em all the Cockatoot,
Throw' em up, buckaroos,
I'm all out of cocoa puffs, so I ate a bowl of bunny poo
Sloth's a big Bugaboo and kinda funny, too
phew, no time to break bad, I've still got things left to do
like how this bird-brain's breaking out the pigeon coop
Oops, it's far too late, don't be afraid of the mask and cape,
or the fact your mouth and face is strapped with masking tape,
it's only to prevent escape, don't worry, I have no plans to attempt to rape
I just have no fans, please listen to me salivate,
you talk a lot of bullshit, here let me illustrate
you take manure and you put on your china plates and then you shove it up your giant lyin' face
swallow it all and enjoy the taste, go to speak and then regurgitate
I want to exterminate, any rhyming vertebrate that's not a part of my master race,
the basket-case that nothing can contain, so here's your hearing aids,
I'll be in your parking space fucking up the meter maid,
shit, now I'm more underpaid than my black lagoon creature days
I'm doper than the meth that some deranged tweaker's made in a beaker
and then bathed in it, and sold it cheaper because it's easier.
 
Spittin' fire like I'm sasuke
Spit inferno like I'm kicking it with Dante
Spit lava like it's pompeii
I'm the coolest cockstain that god made
So there.

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Emsee_Sloth
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