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saturday morning bartoons - pen ultimate lyrics

[bacon bear]
rockin’ calvin klein on my spine
fine, bacon one of kind
more conversations with my mind all the time
aimin’ with longitude and latitude
now, i’m not mad at you
with your global takeover attitude
but
where’s the gratitude?

[red flag]
see, flag the type to clock you in the mouth
then ask around to see if there’s a doctor in the house
nothin’ to talk about
he called me out, i did him nasty
that’s for talkin’ out the side of your mouth
mmyeah, see?

[bacon]
d*mn, g
y’all lookin’ bambi
sweeter than more of mandy’s candies
y’all dumb as f*ck, ya schmuck
i’m morpheus, you p*p*porky pig
riggidy*red flag is bugs and neo mixed with givin’ ya the biz

[flag]
which one of these cats next? i’m gettin’ choosey
cross the line, then watch that last step, it’s a doozy
which way did he go, george, which way did he go?
i’ll hit your face with a blowtorch if you hate on the flow
whoa

[bacon]
boom, roasted
coconut mimosas
fosters on coasters
rollercoaster motions
no, sir
it’s the bad man bacon
rappin’ a classic in the cash cab naked
step out with the payment on the pavement, goodness gracious!
step it up, ya dumb paid
firework tag on the subway
on a 1 train f*ckin’ on a easter sunday
the russian candle a vandal
sprayin’ in ya mum’s face

[flag]
*gasp*
well, i never…
heard a single motherf*cker rhyme better
plus, think of all the crack you could get from me
supply the trap quicker than an acme delivery
a fade and a haircut, two hits
think what you makin’ is rare, but
who gives two sh*ts?
ruthless when i make a song, it’s the truth, kid
you hatin’, dog, eustice, useless acoustics

[will scrillz]
the tasmanian devil up in the room
is the subliminal message i slip in sat*rday morning cartoons
i can’t leave sh*t to chances, pepé le pew advances
not in these circumstances
there’s too many elmer fudds and the yosemite sams
with no brains in their heads but the guns in their hands
sh*t, i feel like marvin the martian, so pardon the arson
when i’m flamin’ every f*ck with the heart of ben carson
i’m hardly a godsend, i’ma party when god’s dead
and i’ll laugh in the face of evangelical hotheads
gettin’ smoked by us potheads like it’s sh*ggy and scooby
unmasking theses villains while i be packin’ a doobie
your clumsy alter ego, that’s that hong kong phooey
that internet troll don’t got a long dong, do he?
in the bas*m*nt with mountain dew and a pound of jerky
sh*t, this time i really went left at albuquerque

- pen ultimate lyrics

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