Earl

Yo
I'm a hot and bothered astronaut, crashing while jacking off
To buffering vids of Asher Roth eating apple sauce
Sent to earth to poke Catholics in the ass with saws
And knock blunt ashes into their caskets and laugh it off
Twist is sicker than mad cattle, in fact I'm off
Six different liquors with a Prince wig plastered on
Stop screaming, bitch, you shouldn't be that alarmed
That big lips was in the attic ???s with an addict's arm
Earl puts the ass in assassin
And puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic
Puts them in a pan and mixes it up with scat
Then gobbles it up like fat black bitches and catfish
It so happens that I'm so haphazardous
I'd puke a piece and put it on a hook and fucking cast the shit
I'm asking that you faggot rap actors take action
And get a hall pass for this class act shit
How the fuck I fit an axe in a satchel?
Slip capsules in her glass, she dizzy rascal
Party staff baffled, asking where her ass go
In my room redefining the meaning of black holes
And go on, suck it up, but hurry, I've got nuts to bust
And butts to fuck and ups to chuck
And sluts to fucking uppercut
Its OF, buttercup, go ahead, fuck with us
Without a doubt a surefire way to get your mother fucked
Ask her for a couple bucks, shove a trumpet up her butt
Play a song, invade her thong, my dick is having guts for lunch
As well as supper, then I'll rummage through a ruptured cunt
Found the mustard, fucking nosy neighbors know that something's up
Whatcha doing? Nothing much, would shout some other stuff
Got to fucking bounce, guess the bouncer's had enough of us
Get up off the pavement, wipe the dirt and vomit off
Dope boys hating, but them faggots is a lot of talk
Cottonsoft pussy, them odd niggas is Molotov cocktails
Fucking toss one in your apartment dawg
Wolf Gang, we ain't barking, naw
Try talking on a blog with your fucking arms cut off
Put on a carpet, watch them get auctioned off
The Ace'll tell Shake's daughter we're sorry, but papa's gone
Bitch