Loose Teeth

Lyrics

Intro: I was 13 when I smoked pot for the first time And me and a bunch of my best friends were sittin' around And ya know Passin' the bong around and I It would come to me, and I'd take a big hit And I'd die coughin' Ya know, my friends would be laughin' "Ah! Lightweight! Hah, can't hold your pot!" You know, I was really dyin' And ya know, I uhhh After that happened, I kind of thought about it I thought: "OK, these guys are supposed to be my best friends and they're laughing at me because I'm hurting myself" Uhhh, OK So anyway I learned that smoking pot was a good thing, but I never smoked pot again or cigarettes or anything else and I was sort of glad, ya know, 'cause I need all the love and power I can get for when I'm pedaling towards this bloke You know same thing drinking beer It's like, you're getting drunk and the next day your friends are all like "Yeah, you got drunk last night! You're so wasted!" Like, damn what kind of friends are those, ya know? Samples: I only have four words to you White man can't jump Your style is unorthodox, but effective Duck MC's ? Antithesis, the math skill Verse: I'm on a mission to slaughter and smother And then dispose of your daughter and mother 'Cause it's my lot in life I used to love you, but you turned out to be a rotten wife You see, I was born to march forth to the harsh North And spread the word, transcribe prophetic testimony However, most men are dumb instead and yeah, the rest are phony Sellin' snake oil, yellin' make money money I made the same mistake once, but hindsight is 20/20 So I'm movin' on and you're the one wearin' bandages Cryin' to your friends about the unfair advantages In pig Latin combined with CB lingo Like ? bray 19 and playin' TV bingo Or else it's Super Mario hooked up to the stereo Got a kit'd-up Camaro with the system boomin' Aerosmith Donny Osmond family of Patridge's and Beatles Instead of rockin' it the right way with cartridges and needles Me and my DJ critically intersect And tell the truth even if it's politically incorrect Worship pagan idols like Peter Cottontail The God forsaken as lunacy and Cheetah rot in jail With new advances and methods to learn of instead I Improve on the original like the Return of the Jedi We can start a buzz like a swarm of bumble bees But all you hear is blowin' wind and all ya' see is tumbleweeds I'm not fallin' so stop shot callin' and settle back 'Cause that's a classic case of the pot callin' the kettle black The latest fashions are too much So I'm instead wearin' an outfit with goggles resemblin' the Red Baron It takes more than a mask and makeup to hide insanity Soon you will be judged by the sins of pride and vanity Outro: Hey