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seymour butts - unbeatable lyrics

[chorus]
my rhymes are untouchable
so far that they’re unreadable
these flows are so great
they’re unbelievable
i’m inconceivably, unbelievably, unbeatable

[verse 1]
i’m in the backseat of my van
with a girl loving me tenderer than elvis
she’s only using me to get her boyfriend jealous
but i don’t love her either
i just want to shove it so far up her c-nt
that it’ll break her pelvis
just the veins on my p-n-s are -rg-smic
she’s f-cking helpless, she knows i’m plasmic
she knows i’ve got the pizzazz and the razzmatazz
and that i’ll spin harder than taz
looking in her eyes, she’s the devil
and she knows she’s not on my level
she knows that i’m hotter than tatooine’s two suns
she sees my guns, and she knows
i’ll f-ck her in her buns all the way to frunze
she knows i’ll c-m in her gums, in her lungs
in her bum, in her eardrums, in her tongue
’til she’s f-cking mum and numbed
from the anti-sensationalist they call seymour
i’ll f-ck her so hard that she’ll see lenore
quoth the raven, “nevermore”
sorry, baby, but when i knocked you off your high horse
it k!lled it, if you don’t bury it, i’ll grill it
tonight’s going to be more dung and phony than a beatles-outsiders crossover
because we have to dig a pony, boy, that pun was good
no way did you think i would
but i did, and i’m the greatest, but it’s heinous how the hate is
aimed directly at me, sometimes i act a little weightless because i’m famous
but y’all act like i’m a f-cking satan, s-d-st, rapist racist
my similarity to eminem gets some people p-ssed
but i think that you can mark twain off the list of things i is
because i am a better writer than him and all of them combined
you think of me as jekyll, but in reality, i’m hyde
but you’ll never find me, i’m in danny masterson’s twine
you’re b-tter, i’m margarine, ooh, and i’m larger than you
my name’s the buzz, so this might sting
time for you to throw in the towelie and say “oh, hamburgers” cause i am the burger king

[chorus]

baba o’reilly won’t compare to the wasteland i’ll put your teens in
i won’t get fooled again, but behind blue eyes you’ll see my generation
won’t flow hard enough to frizzle, so let’s get on the magic bus then
betcha i’m dope enough to take ash ketchum, mundungus fletcher
little red riding hood, holden caulfield, sir henry wood
jessica simpson, homer, gomer pyle, and wile e. coyote
and send ’em all to cambodia
b-tch, i’m so t-tanic that i’ll sink the mona lisa
sh-t, wrong leonardo
at least i didn’t say a blue ninja turtle
i’ve gotta jump these new freaking hurdles

- seymour butts lyrics

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