paroles de chanson Hephty Says Hello - Greaseball

I got a call back from the D-Train today
They said I'd be a good fit and I could start right away
I think I'll refrain, to be sane is much more okay
I don't think I really wanna take the D-Train today
You little pea-brains, I hope your favorite rapper doesn't overdose
You'll catch me rather plastered, laughing after the Birote show
Holy smokes, me and my emotions, we go toe to toe
Kick the chair from under me
Shut up Chris, now hold the rope
I've been dead since 2006-ish
Dude down in the skids
Look who drowned with the fishes
Code Brown
My hoes now coked out and addicted
Hope not for eviction
Joe was down in a ditch when we found him
Rambling about a world of baked goods
The alligator makes it out the swamp before the snakes could
Spitting at our shoes, instructing us to kiss his rings
Yeah, he might be cold-blooded, but he'll never be our king
Fuck him

They say one man's trash is another man's treasure
Gone like the flash, come back, a verbal heckler
I'm off the lid when taking shots of the moonshine
Torture 'em like Sid
I'm shocking like Columbine
Let me combine the villain and the hero
I'm Dr. Doom on Doom's day
A villain pharaoh
Hound dog
Eating pho out a doggie bowl with a toothache
Take a look inside my brain under the toupee
You see me going berserk, scratch that
Watching the longest yard with Bert Reynolds
Get out my rental mental hatchback
I'm playing death metal in a library
Poppin' your ear's cherry sounds very expensive, scary
Replay the song in case you funkin' missed it
Free bird flew the coop
Come back terrified
He said the villain looked like Babadook
This ain't no fluke
You good, I'm Duke Nuke'em on the weekends,
Yippee Ki-Yay mother truckers on the Titanic sinking like fuckit

Petunia's in the swamp, some say she's still sinking
And on cold clear nights, you can see the lights blinking through the blackness
Tauynted by the long days of pain
I am crawling
Falling down a long razor blade
Quit your bawling
I'm fond of all the rot in my brain
We'll be gone but not forgotten
Tomber Lever
The pot to piss in simply toppled on the floor
And I just don't have the chops to pick it up, up anymore
I have been noxious, not obnoxious, but toxic
To anyone who ever tried to read my chakras
Yo stop it
Shmegma on my tongue is in your tonsils, you want this
Begging you to stop but you will not, you are haunted
You'll hate me if you meet me
A friend had said the same
The negatives connected to the name
Like a picture that has yet to get a frame
I tried to win this week, but fear the next will be the same old bullshit