Waiting To Die

We are going to have open sexual intercourse on every street corner of America.

Staring out the window,

but I can't help to wonder,

that god must be one sick motherfuker

Someone bust a nut in the sky

Spend another day waiting to die

I came twice this shit

As any german shister flick

I'll sperm on your perm

The cigarettes burns on your tick

It's Mickey Avalon all up in your prom

Pissing in the fruit punch with a baby blue tuxedo on

The dope is rapper this century

I sodomised your father in a federal penitentiary

And on the day I got out

I went to your mother's house

And slept on the couch

A street walker selling cock for rock

At the flea market trying to hock my watch

I stay on beat

When I work the concrete

Some honeys get me money

And others do my laundry

Mickey Avalon does cautious alarmy

For twenty you get tchatchi before he gets you founzy

A motherfucker hustler kamikaze

I use to bust table but now I sell my body

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

There God must be one sick mother fucker

So I bust a nut in the sky

Spent another day waiting to die

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

There God must be one sick mother fucker

So I bust a nut in the sky

Spent another day waiting to die

Here is how we gona do it, for the first time in America there is a generation of visionary maniac white mother country dope beat rock'n'roll freaks all ready to get down.

I deliver quick with a magic stick

Tragedy some sub and honeys rub on it

It's Mickey Avalon

Dick thick as a baton

The illness motherfucker from here to Vietnam

I used to work nights at Hotcock dot com

But then I got fired when my mom logged on

I'm on the run

My dads a bum

I asked my girl if she loved me and she just said 'Hmmm'

I bust flows that turn nonce to howe

So wake you from your slumbered

And shake you out your clothes

There aren't no other

Late night lover

All upon the track

Like Scatman brothers

I'll bust threw the shadow

Masked in a rubber

Dot tape your mother

And Bob rape your brother

Brake down the number

And shake my cucumber

When you at home alone

You know my phone number

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

There God must be one sick mother fucker

So I bust a nut in the sky

Spent another day waiting to die

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

There God must be one sick mother fucker

So I bust a nut in the sky

Spent another day waiting to die

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

There God must be one sick mother fucker

So I bust a nut in the sky

Spent another day waiting to die