MTV Get Off the Air, Part 2

[MCPB]

A little goon

in a locker room

rat-tails the octaroon

He'll be drinking vodka soon

and his big brothers are frat guys

whose IQs lose to their fitted baseball hat size

Smirkin' jocks with hackysacks

in Birkenstocks and khaki slacks

I'm the hypest lyricist

while they're like, "What type of beer is this?"

The liquid is ubiquitous

and has such a hold

on all the strata, it's just got to be

government-controlled

Behind the bottle and the throne

sits an unknown man wiser

and bigger for the liquor store

the number one franchiser

Perhaps George Bush and his sons

are relatives of Anheiser

I wanted to get in a pooper hole one day

so I invited girls over on Super Bowl Sunday

only one showed up: Princess Superstar

[PS]

Thanks for inviting me over

let me look around the bed post

(bad dill folds?) back to back black dildos

nice kit kudos

pass the cool ranch doritos

I love nachos

put on Fat Joe

naw, that really sucks, let's put on the Beatles

Yo, let's check the half time show

I hope it's Michael Jackson

singin Satisfaction with Hanson

or Luther Vandross in a sparkling costume

with big pants dancin

or maybe I saw that in a Bud Light commercial

speakin' of which, give this bitch

a drink quick to wet my lips

you got enough cheddar lyin' around this place to

fix

up my tits

as if I need it...

[MCPB]

Conchetta please!

If you see any chedda'

it's chedda cheese

I'm easily great

I don't need to be in some sort of Ken Kesey state

to create something you can appreciate

[PS] Who are you talkin to?

[MCPB] Makin you draw conclusions

and superficial distinctions make you go sacreu bleu

[PS]

I can speak French too

suck my nuh-nuh

french my cunt

comprande voux?

Look Pepe Le Pieux

let's cut to the (de nu-mon?)

you wanna fuck me, I wanna fuck you

so it's on.

[MCPB]

Can I chime in?

I'll still be rhymin'

when I'm in your hymen

I radiate like it was '88

and I'm searching for my lady mate

I'm a hunter-gatherer

a cunter-latherer

My dandy voice makes the most anti-choice

granny's panties moist

I do the new when the tried and true fails

plus I'm lookin' fly in my sky blue tails

Now peel off your tube top

so I can feel your boobs flop on my lubed cock

socks up to your calf like a chick from the (craff?)

I wanna put on a serated condom and saw you in half

[PS]

My knees are weak, I need knee-pads

you fuck me blind, I can't see, dag!

run me a hot bath add the epsom salt

soak my lower half in your Mortal Kombat cocktail sauce

let me head south

put it in my mouth

cause I like the taste.

[MCPB]

When I burst in your face

I'll invade your personal space

[PS]

I'm like Chase, stick your card in and out

Thanks see, look how much stacks of cream are coming out

[MCPB]

I removed her sanitary napkin with my teeth

and there was a planetary backspin underneath

I faced her wound

Let's do a pap smear with a taster spoon

you can sleep on the guest cot

I'll sleep in the wet spot

(Singing)

I'll be your boyfriend

Smooch on your pooper hole

all through the Super Bowl

your man doesn't even miss you

glued to the boob tube, watchya gonna do dude?

I woke up sticky

and quickly applied a temporary tattoo to a hickey

went to salt and shake her awake

with orange juice, a straw, and coffee cake

after we had a bite,

we pushed the canoe in the lake

[PS] You don't paddle right

[MCPB] Look, a shooting star!

[PS] It's a fuckin satellite

[MCPB] Lady, one more complaint

and I'll shove a rape-whistle up the Mrs. Va-J-J

(starts whistling)

[PS]

What'd you say?!?!

Listen Slim Shay-day

tell Dre he better fuckin pay may (me)

(starts laughing)

[MCPB]

Your talents are bite-size

it's no suprise you rhyme with white guys

I jumped in the water

what did I want a girlfriend for?

Just like you, you jizz on your floor.

I don't want sweet potatoes anymore

I didn't even leave her an oar

did a medium crawl stroke back to shore

Who's next to flirt with this exhausting extrovert?

I parted some (palm frawns?)

Guess who left me dry long johns

Uncle Ralph McDaniels

He said "what's up Paul Nathaniel Barman

let's get MTV off the air I deserve my own channel."