Bitch, we 'bout to break out with the comeback up in here for realsies, what to the what, to the whatawhat-what.

P-Burgh, City of champions, best put on ur Depends
Cuz we be cummin' round the bend
when we come our jizz will suspend
In yo' fuckin' face before drizzling
down like lace
like a motherfuckin' DOILY
BITCH.

DRINK THAT SHIT UP LIKE TEA
Like fuckin EARL GREY
hold out yo' pinky
while we stick u with a TWINKIE

We back, bitch, ready to gang bang fake mexican hoes
DONTCHAKNOW
while they watch the today show.

 Oh hay there, polyester queer
Bumbling around town with yr greasy hair
Hair all crusted with mousse
The sticky cum from a fucking moose
Carry your Divine doll in your flaming pink papoose
oh, that's ur belly?
ur giant flapping pouch?
Boy u best be getting ur ass off the couch
Take a break from the horror movies
We know u like the ones about rape
Fastasizing a leather hand grabbing
You by the nape
The nape of your neck
WTF we can't find it
Boy, where go ur neck?

Ur internet friends tell us to get a life
While they sit around and cut
their wrists with a knife
A knife made for butter
Because they iz so dummm
Boy go wash ur mouth of their cum
Keep e-hanging with them
ur bound to become a shut in
Next thing u'll be fucking the buttons
From ur drag doll collection
Best gain some introspection
Learn u a fast course in respection
But ur too busy performing solo
bitch i'm talking about masturbation
while ur ogling pink flamingos
lubricating with ur poop and drool
and failing out of art school

U ruined it for yourself
Yes all on ur own
Trying to front like u can hang
with those already grown
When ur DICK don't even know how to
Be fully grown, hanging in ur pants on the weekend
all alone
Bitch go drown on Patron
U smug little Polyester Queer
Add to that cocktail some Draino and Cheer
Drink it down while u spray ur DVD collection
with ur lumpy ejaculation
spread it on some bread and eat it like a sandwich
bitch

Getting pelt at McDonald's by pieces of ice
not even the good kind that drips from our fingers real nice
Heard you screamed louder than when u see a real life vagina
trying to sit on ya
yo mom's vagina
Oh no, bitch is this libel?
This is the truth, not no crime, fool
What, u gonna take me to Internet Court
Because I make gay kids cry for sport?
Quick, call up ur fake friend from Detroit
I'll rip up their body and turn it into art
better than anything u turn in for a grade
bitch, drink my fuckin' koolaid.

Boy I'm ready to take this to the next level
since u just take my words and make them disheveled
I invite u to the street, bring it for a fight
best check ur inbox for the fucking Evite 

Baltimore baltimore baltimore
john waters baltimore
john waters john waters john waters
pink flamingos 
john waters sucking on red vine

divine.

peace out, girl scout.

whuts up whuts up
nine quad, yo, plus thirteen
chunkstyle4 be flying high
on the back of her boy polyester_queen
gettin caught between the moon and new york city
selling sperm for a buck fitty
to get 'em a cab to the broadway show
we be hidin round corners and they aint know
they thinks they aint got a problem
until its too late and be on 'em
straight jumpin on 'em
sticking corn cobs in their bottoms
giving them a disease on their bellies
with the jellies of smelly hillbillies
putting bees in their bonnets
putting whatwhat in their bonnets?
we drop ill rhymes in their bonnets
while they be crying emo sonnets
like they be babies with jaundice
go run, straight up to yo mommies
go cry on yo' slut mommies
tell 'em how you begged "get off me!"
but really you wanted to quote your homegirl blondie
hop on our nuts and yell "call me!"
ya'll so gay go sip your earl grey
we coming back another day
choking back our dickies is how ya'll pay
chunkstyle4, don't forget your friend
ya'll be trading in your closet for a casket
AFTER OUR COCKS KILL YOU DEAD

'Sup chunkstyle4, you fuckin' Crazy
Ur sanity done went all wavy
Tryin' to front like ur shit be gravy
Like the gravy on mashed potatoes
You be eatin' in Mexico
What u think we dont know?
That your spic n' Spanish
Immigration aint caught u yet to banish
Go on, vanish, u also a fake negro
turning your skin darker with paint
Playin like u a saint
Cuz u dine on the taint
Of all ur Bible college ministers
Gettin' fucked on church stairs
while they bust nutz on ur hairs
and pee in ur rectal cavity
U chow on their balls like a tub of KFC
All greasy and krispy

U wish ur style be krispy
Like my style be krispy
Here, drank some Hennessy
Make u get all drunk and stripsy
So we can grab our glocks
and FUCK YOU
Yeah bitch, we gon' RAPE YOU
Stick our GUNS IN U
Make ur FACE TURN BLUE
from chokin' on our SPEW
our goo
Our gooey goo goo
WIPE IT ON UR ASS.

heard u been tryin to lay some tracks 
for once not on ur arms but on some wax
a record of those things you call "raps"
sounds more like queefs blowing past your meat flap
hanging around giving niggas the clap
bitch close them legs up!


damn u  fouler than a garbage dump
filled with dead hookers sprawled out for a hump
by a gang of herpied albinos
and blind winos
looking for some free Os
and fritos
they be passing u right up
aint wanting no fucking cholos
pull down ur pants they wont stop to look at that
no one be eating you out, ho
except maybe a sewer rat

gonna have to hurry if you want to beat me to the
finish line
never guess who i got producing mine
timbaland's skillz will make my pockets jingle
profits from ur sales wont buy you more than a pringle
what do you expect when ur's is done by rob van winkle? 
bitch u dont recognize? 
it's not like he's wearing a  disguise, bitch OPEN UR EYES
thats motherfucking VANILLA ICE

what's up chunkstyle 
haven't heard yo' mouth in awhile
chunkstyle? more like cuntstyle
motherfucking punkstyle
better recognize MY crunkstyle

i make bitches like you hang like a lazy eye
make you scream like you gettin raped
by a big black guy
giving you a black eye
making you eat a slice of poser pie

you so poor you be recyclin your meals
using poop logs of yesterday's oatmeal
to flavor this morning's bowl of cereal
bitch you better run from me, on the real
i be coming at you with a cock of steel
murdering you then letting you heal
so i can go at it again, all serial
like ted bundy, uh uh uh what

bitch you can't hold me down
you motherfuckin Uecker
best not let your mama out your sight
imma get gone and FUCK HER.

SNAP YO FINGERS. Uh. Uh uh uh bang.

bitch u done did fucked urself
with a rusty fucking garden spade
an ace, a king
a muthfuckin queen
u best brang me a drink 
stupid ho
or get off the muthafuckin scene

we be wearin' sean john shades
rollin in our escalades
while u's be hanging threads from old navy
off ur stank ass frame
settin' secondhand caps
on ur ugly ass head of naps
full of rocks
of lice
of mouthafuckin cocks