Chemical Warfare

You are now listening to the sounds of...Shady and...Alchemist..Alchemist..Alchemist

Got an axe in the duffel bag, couple of fags

Stuffed in the backseat, muzzled n gagged

Wrapped in bubble wrap, two lesbians ahh

Couple hustler mags, now grab the pez dispenser

Fill it up to the max, with muscle relaxers

The governor of Alaska, She lusts when I ask her

To shove my polaski sausage up in her ass huh

While we hover over Nebraska

Shooting at the fucking buffalo pasture

In the helicopter, man I can't fuck her no faster

She's screaming "Grab my titties, Shady suck on those bastards"

But I ain't no sucker, I won't snuggle up with her after

I'm a gigolo, But Ya'll look like the juggalo rapper

Everyday man I just seem to get a little bit doper

Shit, Back down

Man I'd rather lick on a scrotum

And eat the fucking octa Mom's pussy lips with some okra

While I watch Whoopi Goldberg scissors with Oprah

While Rosey pussy farts and takes a piss on the sofa

Get a boner and play dick swords with the Jonas Brothers

Your mother fucking mothers are roamers, Like no other

I keep thinking of her smothered in soma's

Its chemical warfare, Drop bombs like sadam

I'm bringing the drama, Like Barrack Obama

Playing rock em' sock em' robots with the Octo Mama

I'm vato loco, homie I'll cock those llamas

For chemical warfare