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letra de bath salt - witty

i’m talking three blind mice, three fat dyk-s
i take my heart out of my body just to chisel the ice
i’m a ghost to you, b-tch, so i’ll be on life
call my grandma a c-nt, see, i be all nice
you be on the right
f-ck mark and f-ck my life
we should see how many faces i can f-ck in a night
now i’m starving to fight, so if you can think i’m starving, you’re right
see, now i’m starving to get my d-ck into her guard-it with life
i don’t give a f-ck what you think
i beat the p-ssy up till that sh-t is purple and stink
kids think that when i spit, i’m so dirty and mean
well, is it weird that sometimes when i spit i cream
all over my whitey tightys and my levi jeans?
or that i didn’t grow a p-b- until i turned 18?
now my spleen has turned green, what the f-ck does this mean?
now i’m watching spongebob while she’s flicking her bean
i mean

mark, mark! what the f-ck?!
snap the f-ck out of it!
what the f-ck is wrong with you?!

i took a teste out just so i could slingshot it
my d-ck’s soaked in vomit, and these girls still want it
one day i overdosed on midol to stop my flow
it didn’t work, now all greens are sold out, sorry hoes
f-ck rapping these words
i’ll create my own language, like
gee bit yoy bit loy bik alang dik
mak mak aluku, bak bak ulang dik
i just made you listen to a rap where i ain’t saying sh-t
flow like goldilocks, d-ck the size of dopey
grandma, when i left, i f-cking did the hokey pokey
just because we’re blood doesn’t mean you f-cking know me
if i see you again, i’mma scream, “f-cking blow me!”
’cause you are below me, and below that, and below that
i’ll cut your branch off my family tree and never look back
balls so big, my pants can’t fit the b-llsack
if that’s not balling, what the f-ck should we call that?

mark,what the f-ck is wrong with you?
mark, mark!

i asked old mother hubbard what the f-ck was in her cupboard
it’s a whole bag of weed, and a big box of rubbers
this dude be like, “bro, homie, we are not brothers!”
call me a motherf-cker ’cause i probably f-cked your mother
my d-ck is in a bag of balogna for all these phonies
that won’t stay off my meat and keep acting like they know me
dreams of freddy kruger, nightmares of pink ponies
i fill a dumb line with a balling like kobe
ate a guy’s face off, changed my name to raekwon
jumped out of a plane while i was strapped to a napalm
watch a zombie eat my leg and still i f-cking stay calm
strapped myself to the ferris wheel so i could stay on
i walked into panera, stuck my d-ck in the soup
they said, “what the f-ck are you doing?” i said, “i’m making beef stew!”
kids, this is what happens when you don’t go to school
and you sit in the back of cl-ss writing raps, eating glue, dude

mark, mark!
snap the f-ck out of it!
what the f-ck is wrong with you?

i stuck my b-tt cheeks in a blender to see how long
i could last with the pain while i was writing this song
i lasted about two minutes and everything went wrong
now all i got is one b-tt cheek and a half-done song
thong, bong, pong, i’ll battle king kong’s dong on
with a purple d-ld- and a robot as god
i’m not crazy, man, i just say the sh-t that you wouldn’t
well, now i suck? motherf-cker, i’m doing sh-t that you couldn’t!
let me down this hundred proof and try to still walk straight
i ripped off my license plate and drove down the interstate
i’m just going for a nice drive, mooning as i drive by
but i still only got one b-tt cheek so they be wide-eyed
girls wanna try i but most of y’all are f-cking hoes
but they’re the ones that like the lines like this, well, what do you know?
turn a berry manelo, eat a sandwich filled with mold
tell them that i’m never f-cking stopping till i’m dead and cold

- witty

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