A Rack

Lyrics

[VERSE 1]
[JIMMY FOSTER]
I cheat death, I smoke meth,
An' I pack like I be movin'!
Spit Hellfire wit' each breath,
Nih-guh, you battle me, you losin'!
I call to C'thulu,
'Dis shih be fact, not fiction!
He lead me straight to you,
'Den you become my victim!
I shot you widduh two-two,
Split yo' brain right down 'da center!
You fukkt bah mah Voodoo,
I be da' Great Tormentor!
'Dis will happen to you
If you fuhkk wit' Jimmy Foster!
Feel yo' own life leavin' you,
An' succumb to mah slaughter!

[VERSE 2]
[LADY MORBID]
Yo!! Lady Morbid be back, an' I'm makin' 'dat paper
From slangin' 'da yak! Jus' about e'ery ten minutes, a rack!
So it add up so fass, I had ta' start puttin' it all in a stack!
'Dat sheeuh be in da' back o' da' walk-in closet.
I found out I could distract a nih-guh turnin' on da' faucet.
He don' like da' way it sound, so he almost fukk'n lost it.
'Den I git to puttin' on a show, twerkin' in mah thong - Dass how I floss it!
I could see it in his pants - he gettin' hard - 'Diss nih-guh 'tarded!
'Den I pull 'dem draws down, 'den I go downtown, but 'den ee farted.
I was all, "P.U! What a bitch gots ta' do ta' git ya' started?!"
An' he say, "Sorry 'dat I made it stink, but baby, you makin' me think 'dat I couldz hit 'dat 'til I sharted!"
WHUUUUHHHH?!!....