Big Eyes (demo version) / [untitled]

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Big Eyes (demo version) / [untitled]

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You should prepare as I come with long hair And a super-fly raincoat, nevertheless with my black cape No underwear in my green Cadillac Prepare for the Phantom with yo big eyes ha huh ha huh As I lyrical flip my body never wear underwear Girls stare, I pluck in they public hair The masquerade I'm crazy with a switch blade I cut jaws the face of a wild shark I love Cal-Can, "Roof!", can a dog bark I'll bite ya girl make a woman catch rabies Then eat Gerber from a jar like them babies I like cereal, yo, you Cap'n Crunch Juggle my jellybeans, yo captain munch I'm out to lunch and I don't have a sandwich Girls cook my butterbeans with a clam dish I'm makin' ham hocks from brothers with chicken pox I got the measels and mumps, so come and kiss me I'm actin' like that 'cuz I'm sick, you gonna diss me I seen you last night walkin' with your one leg I ate two cats, a rat, and a rotten egg I'm still hungry, should I call Mother Goose I like roach spray mixed in my gin and juice You better go get spray and make it strong My tractor trailer, my private piece is quite long I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes As I masturbate every time about eight The last time I masturbated through the earthquake I saw your picture girl Shirley Temple Jheri curl You walk around through a toilet and a doo-doo world I know the spokes are white, a green Cadillac Polka dot grey I'm satisfied, I won't take it back I need the mustard from the Whataburger I spell it backwards, I take my girl to King Burger You better rush on in an order fries Before I get mad and start peein' in your eyes Like Gomer Pyle, "surprise, surprise!" You seen my drawers of course you see my rubber No fat stretch marks I ain't the one you got the blubber "What the hell am doin', I telling you that?" I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes Missile check I'm aimin' four to your rectum With Mexican beans collard greens, I respect 'em You hold the apples while girls pull they pants down I got a bottles of flies I'm throwin' ants down Like Joe said one time I'm drinkin' straight rum Chewin' they embryo, actin' like it's bubble gum I get inside, and back and crank the truck Cruise up the highway, you out there, you stuck You ain't the one I got no cables, no goose Look in the back I got no room, see my moose I better hide what's left at 7-Eleven Call the Ranger, the Phantom at 11 He got black boots and stains on my turtle-neck My mink is yellow and tan female birds peck I got no rags to clean, I love the vomit It makes me sexy, my underwear atomic You smell the rose, I'm smellin' cookin' flour I call your house and let it ring for an hour I got to clean up my house, set the mouse traps I know one: he's grey and cool, and the mouse raps I seen 'em seen 'em I seen 'em through peripheral vision (yeah, I seen 'em) I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes I look around the corner and see your big eyes That's right, stop tryna peep, lookin' in my bath (I see your big eyes) Watchin' my windows, let me go As I look around, I must fly away (lookin' in my windows) Nothing but big eyes Your pupils show Lookin' around the corner and seein' your big eyes

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