a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

ahlsocrazi – the death of nurple lyrics

[intro – ahlsocrazi]:

blub, blub goes the slug (x3)
blub, blub goes the slug, slug
go blub, go blub
my dubba dubba dubba dubba dubba yubba dubba doo
yubba dubba doo, number two, yubba dubba doo, yubba dubba doo, yubba dub

[rub a dub yubba dubbing continues]

[the main hit, running across the bridge – ahlsocrazi]:

the upholstery painted purple and green with rhaldek cheese
squeezed out of the broken left knee of a deceased rhaluvian bee queen
it bequeaths you, to open up your mind to the new zoo, the one of creepy, crawly intelligent b-mps in the night
crawling into your bed to cause fright, anxiety, dread and worry
nasty something surrounded by nothing
but fate is spurring him on, it seems, into a crime against another
brother of the first order named lover, the lick of rickety lame
who tripped, fell and landed in this game
his criminal defense: insane
he said, the last breath he’d ever breathe
was a monstrosity that transformed into the juices of a wet poisonous queef
that smelled like ten-pounds of rotten beef
i think he just wanted to make a scene before he leaves
the trial of the century on every sentient being’s television screen
the first scene in which he’s seen
the director of his life, the sheeptilian king, preparing me for the obscene
i won’t give it away, or else there’d be no point to this play
so thus i say
nurple was his name
he did nothing wrong but feign insane, so down he laid
at command he was placed on a gurney named bernie that was burning
held by one hand, by the man named one hander ander who dawned a belt sander
in his teeth after he fell into a pink panther’s pack of poodle p-ck-rs
and eric decker got decked, like a falling house of cards just stepped into a kfc and got into a bar fight with big bird on his side
smashed ernie’s head open and hopped in his ride, a yellow 455-litered, 2-seated beater with no heater pushed down the road with a flat tire and an hiv screener
oh me, oh my, i just started world war 5 between russia, china and some blue guy named sly who had a bunch of washed up action heroes standing by his side, two planets popping out of his eyes
i can’t decide if this rap is absurd, my vision’s blurred, or a 354 pound women’s wrath is what i’ve stirred
i’m scoring, soaring, sky high, over the orange moon tonight the boy-g-nius who came alive with air under the lines of his eyes tonight, a child prodigy, progeny of einstein’s seed
the last transdimensionally
bound thing, you’d think you’d ever see, i guarantee, you’d best believe this being-turned doppelganger green, a cash-money cloned dream sent by s.p.a.c.e. (sp-ce planning and celestial exploration)
it’s all the same
either way
he’s already labeled insane
by d-a-r-p-a
his head’s too small for his brain
his wing span is inane
the d-o-d
has identified that he’s 3-years-old with a 4-year degree
that is soaked in the pee of a relubian hamster
he is a threat to national security, and insurgents need to target the national swede
amb-ssador that asked for his autograph, he’s now soaked in a toxic bath, the aftermath of this noxious rap, spewing from a reptilian mind that partially shines, two-fifths mississippi, three-quarters rhine
an artistic-dancer, radiomancer, and a prankster with an
i.q. score denoted by two sizes or more, i mean a triple 3
golly gee
upon first glance you’d think
this might be, a bout of synchronicity, as you look on from below in your c-a-g-e and see
his social security
number, oh, that’s a blunder, you thought it was the key to release you from this slumber, the bliss that you now know, coming from your soul to the old one, that thunder you hear is the synapse of his mind
it’s divine, humankind’s sublime gift to rithimus prime, creator of the nine swine
gods who conjured nurple’s father and my wife from the gunk left over from a dead fly’s compound eye, stabbed by the relroost knife of the lickity split lie and mixed with a key-lime pudding pie on the swatter that caught her below the
eye of the cosmic potter of life designed with sh-t and his c-m-stained wife’s vagin

[laughing exit – ahlsocrazi]

- ahlsocrazi lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS