Rock the Kazbah

Lyrics

[Verse] Realer than your favorite rapper Bitches sweat it when they see me set it, behave or I'll slap ya Son, and then get pussy after Spoil your plans - kid, you ain't got no loyal fans You're a fad, while I hit up the pad like an oil canvas Painting of a gargoyle with fangs hanging off the ledge Resembling Satan covered in boils; cutting edge I pledge allegiance to keepin' it real I hope you peepin' it, what the deal? You know the spiel I'll cut your grill Headbutt you ill Elbow you 'cause I don't know you, I'll show you what brutal is Leave hemotobin on your dome, duke Let the chrome puke Vomiting bullets at your mullet like comets hitting prominent Body parts, pop off your yarmulke Dominant like the Yakuza, you're chicken like yakitori Your grill is yucky after the Glock leaves you gory, yuppie I'm a pit, you're a puppy I'm a piranha, you guppy I'm the Master of Puppets and you're a Muppet, Giuseppe You Le Pew like Pepé, you're preppy You ever step to me I'll shlep a shit-bag on your hip, homo-hippie Gippy, the blood is drippy, sweet like Libby's nectar It's gettin' nippy, violence is trippy Witness me jig a neck up Split your wig, it's a check-up Kid, you dig? It's a stick-up My TEC hiccups, metal Chiclets You're a dickless eunuch, puny like Terry Noonan Rocking a unibrow, you bow to a cow in human Putrid like the smell of a hasidimich humid Weather; the fumes are worse than Arafat's head wrap entombed You're a fuckin' has-been, a toy like Hasbro, boy Rock the casbah, my Glock destroys! (Baow!)