The Stiff

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Violent J - Rap

The Stiff

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[Segue] Strange [Verse 1] At first I thought it was a naked mannequin behind the dumpster La, la, la, la, la, I had to double take Realized it was a corpse and got excited, smell the funk, sure La, la, la, la, la, like a rotten steak Threw it on my shoulders, doing my best to avoid onlookers La, la, la, la, la, as I stroked its head Dead bodies are dead weight, and this one's chubby than a motherfucker La, la, la, la, la, I don't even care Narcissist and psychopath, shower in this Bible bath I slit your wrist, your slice a gash, spittin' mist, I love the splash Think I thought I saw it rip, washed its head, it saw my dick Thought we just was talkin' shit, blood on the walls, it crawls and drip Not fully rotted yet, but I'm noticin' holes appearin' on its back La, la, la, la, la, but I don't stare Tried to massage it walkin' down its spine, but jumped up when I heard it crack La, la, la, la, la, and I saw the tear [Chorus] Did I make a friend until the very end? Or did I drop the ball and fuckin' fuck up again? Did I make a friend until the very end? Or did I drop the fuckin' ball and fuckin' fuck up again? [Verse 2] I get the notion it don't like to be alone, and when I leave, I miss it La, la, la, la, la, my BFF Even though I find its organs in the laundry, I could never diss it La, la, la, la, la, 'til nothing's left We were stargazing, I seen its eyeballs, we're now staring at each other La, la, la, la, la, face caving in Neosporin ain't doing shit no more, its skin smelling like burnt rubber La, la, la, la, la, which ain't a sin Crooked skin and purple chin, thus began the butcherin' His face took to lookin' like a lumberjack done mushed it in The key disband his foot and hand, went kaput and put in sand Turned to soot, a cooked ham, I'm puttin' my fuckin' foot in It's head flipped backwards in its chair, and then its neck appeared to rip wide open La, la, la, la, la, the shit I saw I took my shoelace off and tried to sew the tear, but I was just half jokin' La, la, la, la, la, I don't care at all [Chorus] Did I make a friend until the very end? Or did I drop the ball and fuckin' fuck up again? Did I make a friend until the very end? Or did I drop the fuckin' ball and fuckin' fuck up again? [Verse 3] Eventually, it got so gooey it turned into mush I tried to leave it in a field up underneath a bush But all it did was cause attention from the strong aroma I wish I never would've thrown this lunk of shit upon my shoulder [Chorus] Did I make a friend until the very end? Or did I drop the ball and fuckin' fuck up again? Did I make a friend until the very end? Or did I drop the fuckin' ball and fuckin' fuck up again? [Outro] Fuck up again Fuckin' fuck up again Fuckin' fuck up again Fuckin' fuck up again

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