sideshow the king - pull your sick bag out lyrics
[intro]
pull your sick bag out, because this, is f-cking needed…
(we blended up children, swag)
[verse 1: sideshow brian]
started thinking about a normal life
the type of life that doesn’t involve wrists or knives
the type of life that has your wife beating you with a rusty pipe
the type of life that has your wife beating you with a rusty pipe
it doesn’t sound good but that’s a regular relationship
the one that has you beat up and let down by all the xanie trips
snorting up recyclable, papers printed residuals
i am legend, the only pedestrian circled in individuals
from the minds that brought you the versailles treaty
catch you up on rap g*nius, burning after reading
fire in the middle of a forrest ridden with a drought
i am the contortionist, shoving limbs in every spout
hook you up to a sprinkler and dance around in the bl–dy rain
they say i’m majorly r-t-rded, but i’m a major pain
catch me up on animal planet picking b-tches scalps for lice
a little chocolate sprinkle for my f-cking vanilla ice
they say i’m nutty, i guess i’m a little pecan
cash flow, cash it, oh, where’d my f-cking money go? (huh?)
blended up children, swag
i punch her in the stomach, i ain’t out to be a dad
this the only life i have
dale, where you at dude? i need another clue
because the only thing i got now is dirty sketcher shoes
obama wanted change so i’m f-cking dropping dimes
i got the scythe, human crops, i think it’s f-cking harvest time
when the sling blade works in ways that’s so wicked
we all, (die, die, die, die, die die!)
[hook] x4
we blended up children, swag
[verse 2: dale nasty]
pull your sick bag out when you smell my chair
all the b-tches puke when they see my pubic hair
i’ve been f-cking b-tches since the first day of day care
they all line up when they see me playing four square
racing in my wheelchair, legs go around
hoof a b-tch in the c-nt, knock her -ss on the ground
running over her face no one hears a sound
you can’t hit a cripple, that’s out of bounds
don’t got a phone, dustin won’t trust me
dustin is crusty, my momma smells musty
my name’s dale nasty, and all the b-tches love me!
[hook] x4
we blended up children, swag
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