Frisky Whiskey

Sip Sip, drip drip, you dropped your bib silly kid

Trying to be an adult will give you a jolt

Your ass is on the couch being a slouch

Oops, I forgot you’re a louse

A parasite always out of sight hiding from daylight

I’m not here to be polite while I’m surrounded by light

No double down downy will clear your air

Take a glare, stare, I’ll make you shit your underwear

Poof you disappeared.

Balls to the walls, your now hanging on the wall

Frisky whiskey—-OH how you get people Tipsy

Little sissy on the tizzy doing the dizzy

Bam

Slam

I don’t give a dam

Back that ass to the damn to fill the hole you little mole

Don’t scroll while you roll

I’m in your skull and you are DULL.

Let me get you some never-dull

Shine your skull you troll and pay the fucking TOLL

 

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Little Drum

Living life under the scope, like a dope, let me give you some rope,

Tie it to the boat and use your ass as chum, while I beat the drums

Gurgle, Gurgle, did you forget to take off your girdle.

On the horizon, not Verizon, no disguising, time for some cannibalizing

Wait a shark in the midst. Oh Now yah done messed with the nest

This is not test you done messed with the blessed

Are you having fun, bowing to the sun as you’re under the gun

Dum-de-de-dum, as I beat my drums.

You wanna plop about like a trout

Splish- splash sprayed your ass with a dash of class

Crying, dying, trying my name, but your to blame

Can you handle the candle from the scandal, as I turn your shame into fame as you trying to explain the pain as I watch you burn in flames

My Squadron is on attack, so you better watch yah back little sap, because yah about to get zapped, slapped, and cracked by the feel of my bat, as you roll- listening to the sound of the back crack

Diddle- de- diddle- dum

I rolled your ass off my drum and made you chum

Now I’m done, how about the spin on that spun

Booohaaaa- hoooooraaaaaa –gonna- get- yaaaahhh

Tick Tock Spock is on the clock, so you think you have the drop while your buried in a cement block.

 

 

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Fun in the sun

It needed have been done.

Get your hands in the air.

That’s not air, that trail has you under a spell

You better just ring that bell

Don’t be scared, is that shit in the underwear

Is it what you thought it was? Can I have applause, while you look appalled, curled up in a ball; as I eat pork roll

Given a fuc* like a bug, all snug in the rug, your about to be rung, because this is not done

A dog eating a milk bone, waiting on the phone, ring- ring that was just your spleen that was just screened

Fluffy cat licking its paws raw, from the jig sawed bird with the last song it just heard

Where’s the key for the limousine, get another magazine

Pop -Pop Spock has the Glock and the clock just stopped its tick tock

Just slip it

Spit it

Clap. Clap put it back on the rack, before you get slapped, smacked or jacked

Steal the real; tell your friends my shit on the reel

I just don’t give a fuck!

See me on the street I’m just bobbing to the beat.

Defeat just put you to sleep.

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