Another example of a life destroyed by making music Darko The mega dumb super duper stupid Zooted Bout bout it but it's how you go about it Wake up Brush my teeth Take a shit in the Mediterranean Check my bank account then put a bullet in my cranium Zanier than uranium A Brainiac See me in the hall of fame next to Shaq Broke more backboards Broke more backs Pistol out the window of the Cadillac Shoot at you actors like John Hinkley Dumb ass rappers looking like Elmer Dinkley NASA spaceship on my pinky Listen Finkelstein I'm the nicest Motherfuckers upset cos I shine the brightest Righteous Totally tubular Radioactive Chemically nuclear Earth people I'm from Jupiter Womb to the tomb Catch me doing the worm in the boom boom room I could do the wop boogie baseball bat Give the crowd a noogie when I kick my rap Darko drunk a 40 to the fucking dome And now they got me spitting on the microphone

See me on stage, grabbing my nuts See me at work unpacking the truck Told Wino Willy, you can bill me later
Been doing this since Philly vs the Lakers Jordan over Elo Beck before E-pro My man Torito makes mad bread My favorite guest verse is Fathed On Dr. Dooom Peace to Dillon that’s the lobster dude You can find him at a grill in the back Turn the venue into a burger shack I don’t write murder raps They call me artsy They call me Harvey Danger Kool A.D. as baby Jesus in the manger That’s a holiday banger I’m still the broad street strangler Wack MC’s eat kibbles and bits Wack MC’s just riddle me this How’d you get past the gates of Satan?
How do you keep dodging those rape allegations? You are the weakest link You are the dweeb’est dweeb I make the people come You make the people leave Homie’s in the back straight falling asleep Sound man left to get something to eat Egg salad on toast
Pepper jack and avocado I got a way better haircut than Frankie Vado You can’t front on that In high school I was the all star running back Make King Tech run it back Funk Flex yell on that Whoo Kid shoot em up Bang, bang, shoot em up When the leaves turn red and gold I’ll be the great bambino till my heart’s dead and cold I loathe the rapper stepping to the super Stick to selling cd’s while you’re driving uber Sounding like the Bullworth soundtrack Lo-fi wanna be painting your nails black Changing like the wu tang symbol Going to hooters just for the fried pickles You tickle me pink You lack the vitamins, minerals, and zinc

They wanna be like Mike, I wanna be like Darko That's right, I'm from parts unknown They wanna clone me, sample my chromosomes But I hit em with the booby trap like Home Alone I talk in codes cos they tapped my phone But I still pull the girls like Cody Jones I rap 7 days a week And on the 8th that's when I make my beats Freak freak y'all, be your own God Cos you don't wanna end up working for the geek squad. Up in heaven, save a seat for me Cos I be making dirty rap songs 8 days a week And on the 9th, that's when I bounce in the Jeep Laid back, chilling with the Saxsquatch If you work for the PPA, you're a jack off Your brain is slow as molasses Crawling low like a cactus when I hack it Automatic Trap it in the distant future Here comes the static from you little losers Transported when I shoot ya with bazooka You need Binaca You need a doctor, call one Darko, I'm on one

Space invading Taking over earth Come on down I've been waiting since birth We'll have lots of fun And we'll dance in the sun When the aliens kill our parents You can have ice cream for breakfast Even wear a macaroni necklace And it'll be so cool To never go back to school When the aliens kill your teachers No more doing homework No more stupid jerks Cos the aliens killed the bullies And now they're controlling earth They're our supreme masters They killed all the wack rappers Melted their chains Ate up their brains No more running laps Cos the aliens killed your coach Now we can relax And smoke up all the dope Cos the aliens killed our parents No more rules and lousy chores High class hookers and dirty whores When the aliens kill our parents Suck their minds out with a straw Turn the police men inside out Cos we don't need their laws Everyday's freaky Friday No one cares if your a slob There's no traffic on the highway Cos no one needs a job When the aliens kill our parents We'll have so much fun No need to feel embarrassed When the aliens kill everyone There'll be no more judgement No government to abide by Everything will be covered with love And the air will smell like cyanide

Creative casualty Taking over like the Maccabees Battery's in my back Mastery intact Factory regurgitate Detonate the murder rate Mega dumb reverberate Serve a fake MC with no latency 98 degrees Fahrenheit or Celsius I'm impervious Nervous Nelly's getting dissed They smoke crack I smoke Aluminum Zircon encrusted Pluto Zirconium Dropping shit like a pigeon Dropping shit like Imodium Sodium chloride Rawhide Johnny Cash sucks, I listen to Charlie Hustle I be the brains and the muscle Key be to lock in a puzzle Getting dusted Spread like mustard Mayonnaise Dirk Steel with the Fadeaway Tim Duncan, fundamentals Stay banging like a Dilla instrumental Gentle giant Rebel, defiant I'm Ginormous Your set was straight morbid Abort it, you should forfeit Accept defeat Maybe beatbox, like freak on a leash Rap ain't for you it's for the people You look like Mr. Dr. Evil We been through this a billion times You ain't coming close bozo, I wrote a billion rhymes I'm a billionaire You look like Stevie Wonder cut your hair Kinda makes you wonder if you're living under the stairs Captain Underwear Get a real job Find a real god What if I was slob like you? Watching Ghostbusters 2 Waiting in front of the microwave for my dinosaur nuggets I'd probably pull the plug, fuck it Put a bucket on my head and call me dead Peace!

1 2 3 into the 4 It’s me baby, knocking at your door You’re my valentines I got the chocolate, teddy bear, coconut and the lime Peter Piper picked pickles while I rock rhymes Wrote this waiting in the lunch line You’re my sweetie pie, sugar honey baby boo I’d do the worm wop boogie baseball boogaloo With no warning You’re my Christmas morning Billboard Cd’s, peanut butter cookies, and hot tea Hocus pocus, it’s nothing but me Straight from the heart You’re my blueberry pop tart A work of art God put a lot of thought into you I’m so into you I know you seen me on the radio, true I got more soul than 105.3 I’d like to make a special request for my honey and me Baby I’ll always really love you Sugar I’ll always really love you Honey I’ll always really love you Sweetie we got so much time forever you’ll be mine You saved my life tonight sugar bear I threw on my brand new valentines underwear Carve our name in a tree 21 questions, but I’ll ask a 103 I drive a hoopty, a scraper But one of these days I’ll get signed to the Lakers Ballaholic See me in a drop top watchmacallit Let’s talk politics and astrology I’ll see whatever dumb ass movie you want me to see Cos I just love to be with you Eskimo kisses in our imaginary igloo I’ll cut the gum out your hair Buy you another toothbrush or we could just share Beat up a carnie at the state fair And steal that ginormous panda bear If you need me at the ends of this earth, I’ll be there Forever and a few days Life has been one great big maze But it led me to your arms Hold me like a fresh chicken parm Now take a bite You had the lemonade, I had the sprite You always remember, first dates and earthquakes Sit on my lap, now what do you want for your birthday? Baby I’ll always really love you Sugar I’ll always really love you Honey I’ll always really love you Sweetie we got so much more forever I’ll be yours

E Feezy 40 Fonzarelli sprinkle game to me See them in the Telly selling dreams that's when it came to me I'm throwing rocks and stones at paper thrones of lies it's plain to see Every time an angel cries a dove falls out the sky and lands on me Broken wings, my arms are stubs, my love to give has given up Existential dread Existential head Meet me at the valley of the dead Take back the alley and I'm covered in death Paint the backseat red My trigger finger slipped Folk singer slob dissed My mind's in a gravel pit On your grave, I spit Deliver me to the town of freedom The sounds of demons haunt my dreams I'm screaming Fear is a noose Around my neck Shoot till there's nothing left Aim for their thoughts That's where I creep in At night when you're sleeping I'm watching you breathing I found my thrill On top of the hill Skulls pop, one shot, one kill Video games Obliterate brains Look in the mirror and speak out my name Went to the dance and I'm dressed in pain My flesh melts in the rain I'm the devil from space I'm in all of your hearts Take me a part E Feezy 40 Fonzarelli sprinkle game to me See them in the Telly selling dreams that's when it came to me I'm throwing rocks and stones at paper thrones of lies it's plain to see Every time an angel cries a dove falls out the sky and lands on me Broken wings, my arms are stubs, my love to give has given up I see you at the door waiting to come in You're a vampire Thing Sometimes I Think about You and me And what we'd be You're my world Vampire girl We all can't be a voice of a generation Some of us have to worship Satan You and me And what we'd be

Any wack song I make, blame it on experimentation Call it avant-garde then call up the radio station Darko got a new hit Darko hit em over the head with a pool stick I don't party, I don't bullshit MC's come through smelling like armpit Give em deodorant and a chapstick My man ialive could do a backflip I'm in your crawlspace, I'm in your attic Riff Quantum, that's my brother in static My bloody valentine, loveless See me in a snowball fight, gloveless Cos I'm so hardcore One half of the legendary Hell Hole Store You ain't the boss of me now Load up the Acura then we freestyle This is the anthem, put your damn hands up The fire on Girard got a lotta fucking dandruff Got low like a hockey puck now we back Gooey Louie with the uzi in his lap? We don't promote gun violence We don't even act Pop goes the weasel Hip hop for the people Pop goes the weasel Stop all that motherfucking evil

Tell me my name I'm lost in its maze More of the same When the leaves start to fall Something in the way When I hear you say Today isn't great To be me after all When I want to know you I get caught up in my head Then I'm all upset When I want to know you I wanna be your friend In between the end Don't tell me it's too late When the levee breaks I'll make you feel so safe Never let you go Drowning in the lake Me and my ice skates Pass out the Birthday cake Never let you know When I want to know you I get caught up in my head Then I'm all upset When I want to know you I wanna be your friend In between the end Do you love me? I don't love you Do you love me? I don't want to

High 5 Congratulations, you’re alive Apple pie on the windowsill On the TV, Will and Uncle Phil I meditate, I don’t pop pills Now marinate, what’s the big deal? Since pushing big wheels My life’s been real Busters eat kids meals Lays off the big mac’s Mixed down off the four track Extra pickles don’t upset us All we ask is that you let us Vendetta in a big way Trend setter like the kids say You got a lot of dandruff Watch me make my way out these handcuffs Poof, magic See me getting busy in the city full of static Day dreaming of vacations in the Catskills Laid back, counting mad bills Like Dave Mira rode a golden bike Darko The Super rock a golden mic I love you all High 5 You’re my world, you’re my girl made of cyanide I’ll never die I love Lucy in the sky Cherry pie on the windowsill Life’s ill, life might kill But for now, I’m on the ferris wheel Eating funnel cake All my Monday’s are great Cos I don’t have a job, but I’m still working late Doing shows on the east coast Cheddar and bacon in my meat loaf A toast to the mall rats Jackass and all that Big balling with my homies Still waiting on that check from Sony I sign the contracts I mind the gaps and the booby traps If I gotta hear another rhyme about their uzi clap I’m a lose my cool, I’m a shoot the gift I’m a skate the pool, I’m a bust my lip School’s out for summer, now I’m on the mothership Hit the motherland, another rip in the space time continuum Pouring rotten milk in the face is how I’m doing em MC’s smoke crack, I smoke aluminum I love you all

I listen to rap that makes you wanna go on a date in the city With a troubled girl who's really really pretty Without her, everything feels so shitty Shout out to my favorite guitar player, Ricky Your engineer couldn't mix me, it's too tricky Rapping like I'm rocking back and forth, holding a bottle of beer Drunken style, I might cut off my ear I gotta reach in the back for a cd, here you steer Take the wheel By the time I get signed I'm gonna hate the deal I'll be on shark tank asking for a few hundred bucks I just wanna have enough to sell out and re-up If I had a million dollars, I'd hire a publicist Fire up the mothership And live on the moon If you need me I'll be in my trailer, cursing like a sailor, trying to find my shoes You ever lose your keys and get locked out You ever think you had enough toilet paper, but run out Bad hair days all week Next paycheck I'm getting a shave and a new pair of sneaks Remember getting kicked out the mall? Now we go to the shows and play the wall It's me y'all, I emcee y'all Rake it in like trees in the fall Prepare for the brawl You should really stay with your mama She could do you laundry and cook for you You should really stay with your mama Save up your money, find work to do You should really stay with your mama She could make your bed and clean your room Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, believe me Sooner or later I'm a be on the tv The greatest rapper in the world man The guys wanna be me, ladies wanna be my girlfriend I'm telling you, this dream I'm selling you Graduate high school and take a year off Have a couple O'douls, and cut your ear off One of these days, I'll be playing live at the prom And you'll be the one asking what went wrong? So don't blame me, it's the same me The one you doubted I know you bout it bout it but it's how you go about it And I'm a reign supreme And you won't be hearing your name in my acceptance speech You be sucking like leach Time to take em to the beach My hair flowing luxurious I'm gorgeous Living with my parents like George did You should really stay with your mama She could do you laundry and cook for you You should really stay with your mama Save up your money, find work to do You should really stay with your mama She could make your bed and clean your room You should really stay with your mama You're really kinda stupid and ugly too