Corporate Mundo Raps (feat. Graves)

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

I wanna have sex with Shaco.
That Jack in the Box can tear my asshole.
Shiv my penis in half, fear me from the back, 
and skewer me with his clone.
Disappearing and popping 'round my body.
Another jump scare, you know I'm cumming.
He took ignite and chilling smite.
My balls are on fire and my ass is ice. 

Hook:

The joke's on me.
His semen's in me.
Spitting on my meat,
I respawn in 23. 
The joke's on me.
His semen's in me.
Spitting on my meat,
I respawn in 23. 

Verse 2:

He has a fetish for the bushy bushy,
so I haven't shaved my bushy.
He planted his box inside my bussy.
Now he's feeding off of my tushy.
Ganking my bottom lane so deep,
clapping those dragon's scaly cheeks.
I liked how he met me at Baron
and forced me to tank all the damage. 

Repeat Hook

Shaco Daddy

Lyrics:

I wanna fuck Mrs. Puff in the butt raw like a mutt,
teachers petting with my cuffs in my GT-R boat.
Bloated like a cantaloupe, she swallow my load.
Mr. Krabs is jelly, my balls sweaty, but he can smash after. 
Beat her like a chiropractor, do it in her office while Patrick guards the door.
In the morning, she'll be limping, SpongeBob asking if she needs assistance,
but she won't get pregnant, or I'll buy milk at the Barg'N-Mart.
Mr. Puff is dead 'cause I killed him.
Shoved a carrot down his mouth then fed him to my children.
Promised to take care of his wife and I did... with my dick. 
Today she feeling extra prickly, she took a sick leave, 
pussy on my cock like a can of Friskies.
Flying Dutchman catch a peek, hands on his dirty sock, 
can't blame a ghost if he's got to pop. Bow!

I Wanna F**k Misses Puff

Hungry Pumpkin Type Beat

Orgasm Type Beat

Lyrics:

Hook:

We smoking bodies,
throwing tantrums in my Audi.
We playing hockey,
iced down to our toes in the lobby. 

First Verse:

Gave my bitch fifty, missed her mouth now my jeans all sticky. 
Took a puff puff, hit a blinky. 
Fabric softener in my veins, I need a doctor. 
24K with the product, she exotic, Hot Topic from the tropics.
Hole in one, you know I’m golfing. Exhausted, on Twitter too often.
Bigger than Texas like Khruangbin. Hoffmann, locked in.
It’s Saul Goodman. Life’s a movie, not a Truman.
Human feats, I don’t do them. I don’t know them.
Joe Rogan with the marijuana. Plug said I need more Aquafina. 
I got fauna. I got trauma, take my AR to the sauna. 
Like Obama dropping bombs. I’m not Dalai Lama.
I don’t keep no peace. I don’t get no sleep.
I don’t cook I eat MREs. Got your bitch in the sheets,
make her scream for the Second Coming.
E.E. Cummings, always keep it cumming. 
Always Double Dutching, always fucking up my family function.

Repeat Hook

Second Verse:

Gang gang say they shit, but they ain’t shit.
Gang gang plays the hits, but they hit bricks.
Gang gang on my dick, but they can’t spit.
Gang gang hold the stick, but they can’t flick.
Fuck it up, I don’t fuck with the rest, only fuck with the best.
Rolling blunts on her chest, breaking pounds on his head, sipping lean in the bed. 
Fuck the Feds! Fuck the Feds! Fuck the Feds! Fuck the Feds!
Ma wants me to work instead, but dad worked himself to death.
I’d rather kill myself than live tilling land and losing hands. 
My right-hand man jumps men like Tarzan. 
My right-hand man can kill a man with his bare hands. 
My right-hand talks to my left-hand and says I’m the best man.
Stretch the rubber bands, put him in the can, 
leave his hoe in a trance, dance on my pants,
gnawing on my yams, cheeks full of Xans, vag is full of spam.

Repeat Hook (X2)

Smoking Bodies

Listen to Bible Black's main theme here:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEmfRGRdDGU

Lyrics:

Hook:

But I ain't so sinful.
Don't act like you can relate.
But I ain't so sinful.
Don't act like you can relate.

Verse:

Met a bum with his hands out desperately asking for some cake.
Beat him dumb 'til his brains out, on my block acting like he safe.
Fucked a spouse, blew her back out, then I nutted on her face (gave her whipped cream).
I'm not stopping with these hash browns, bitch give me another plate.

Repeat Hook

Bridge:

Motherfuckers always searching for the Holy Grail.
When they lost, they can't blame their fucking selves.
Not me, I don't live for my clientele.
Fire at my feet, souls are walking on the flames of Hell.

Repeat Hook X2

Sinful (produced with a Bible Black sample)

RINGTONE

'Murica

Original Video:
https://youtube.com/shorts/digUCKigSh4?si=FyIGnhjAFxGX7rCa

WHAT THE FUCK IS A KILOMETER (TRAP REMIX)

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Death row, old soul, 
new church, real gold. 
Peter Popoff miracle. 
Banks crashed. 
Sold soul for the bailouts. 
Can’t tell me what a handout is.
When the only thing I sell is piss.
Gods of our world can buy my kids,
and their descendants.
Even though I got white skin,
Being broke is the original sin.

Verse 2:
My Boss is Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde.
His laptop has naked pictures of all his ex-wives.
Can’t get his kids this weekend because of his DUI.
And he cries, and he cries, while I brew his coffee black.
NO SUGAR! Secretary ass fat. I want a raise too.
Getting laid off next month, I’m Little Boy Blue.
Blue’s Clues, how’s my son gonna get food now?
Chew choo, my train’s coming into the gun’s snout.

Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

Lyrics:

Chorus:

I can't help but love you.
I can't help but miss you.
I can't help but want you.
I can't help. I can't help.
I can't help but love you.
I can't help but miss you.
I can't help but want you.
I can't help. I can't help.

Bridge:

Take me tonight.
I'm addicted to your taste.
Make me high.
Pleasure. Pain.

Repeat Chorus

I can't help but love you

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

Thigh highs, skirt tight. 
I need a twink to throw it back all night.
I need a man who’ll act just like a wife.
Cook and clean and knife away the sinking delights
of my depression. Fear in my imagination,
my recollections full of hatred of the past me.
Sucking loose philosophy. I’m not the man I used to be,
I’m not the man I used to be, I’m not the man I used to be.

Verse 2:

Sexual connections replacing emotional awareness.
Could be honest, but in all fairness, I’m scared of acceptance
or the lack thereof. Finding fault in myself that I cannot shove away
Why can’t you stay? At least for the day. When I think it’s too late,
when I see your new bae, I just say, “What’s good, mane?”
As I grow older, I grow lonely. I will probably die alone.
But if you at least stick with me, I can lie clearly
and say that my life has meaning of its own, femboy.

Femboy Fantasy

Lyrics:

Hook:

Bodies stiff; rigor mortis, that's a cold case.
Needle clips out of pocket like roid rage.

Bridge:

I don't need sympathy, I need payday.
Mastiff flapped jacket hides illicit insulates.

Verse 1:

You like my facial hair ticklish.
Tongue lick sweeter than licorice.
Gibberish alphabet reminisce
of ad-libs while legged-locked vigorous.
I'm not a man who's limitless,
but my munch game is commiserate.
Superbowl between the thighs,
Lombardi wishful night.

Hook:

Bodies stiff; rigor mortis, that's a cold case.
Needle clips out of pocket like roid rage.

Verse 2:

What did I say? What did I say?
What did I, what did I, what did I say?
Bankroll spray. Gang Green, Hank survival.
Healthy saliva, Ecuadorian NyQuil.
You trifling, not exciting excuse for myosin.
I'm Leviathan, Batista Bombing your next of kin.

Hook:

Bodies stiff; rigor mortis, that's a cold case.
Needle clips out of pocket like roid rage.


Samples used in production:

Toys Under High voltage - Hasbro Playskol Tickle me Elmo (Seizure Me Elmo)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jzpGCpv7McE

Elmo's World Opening Theme Song [HQ]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qw6RD5S3e8o

Ticklish

Lyrics:

Hook:

Just let me know. Just let me know.
Just let me know. Creeping on the low.
Just let me know. Just let me know.
Just let me know. I'll do it for a show.

Verse 1:

Backtalk to the layfolk.
They don't know nothing. They'll even say so.
Wrist froze, swole cane toad. 
I'm moist with it. I'm dangerous.

Hook:

Just let me know. Just let me know.
Just let me know. Creeping on the low.
Just let me know. Just let me know.
Just let me know. I'll do it for a show.

Verse 2:

Big greens, mouth clean, Listerine.
Packing heat; Jimmy Dean.
Steve McQueen riding dirty.
30 years oncoming, 
but I'm still feeling "So Fresh, So Clean."
OutKast that I am, even if I have no fans.

Hook:

Just let me know. Just let me know.
Just let me know. Creeping on the low.
Just let me know. Just let me know.
Just let me know. I'll do it for a show.
Just let me know. Just let me know.
Just let me know. Creeping on the low.
Just let me know. Just let me know.
Just let me know. I'll do it for a show.

LMK (just let me know)

Love hurts, but I want you to hurt me.
Time heals, so remove the knife slowly.
I wait for you to come kill me.
I wait for you to come kill me.

Love hurts, but I want you to hurt me.
Time heals, so remove the knife slowly.
I wait for you to come kill me.
I wait for you to come kill me.

Love hurts.
Love hurts.
Love hurts.
Love hurts.

Love Hurts

(I know the vocal quality is scuffed because I'm not at home.)

Lyrics:

Hook:

Counting the eggs in the basket.
I'm dicking her down on the mattress.
Live in that hole; Bilbo Baggins.
I can't stop loving her assets.
Fill the shopping cart full of diamonds.
Do as I say like I'm Simon, 
but I ain't judgemental, I'll fuck a bitch without a condom.

Verse 1:

That's just how I live stealing shit from the rich.
I ain't Robin Hood, but I'll hoodwink ya for some lotion.
Like damn, my skin is chapped as fuck, 
been out in the sun too much.
I'm like Pluto 'cause I'm still cold with sunburn.

Verse 2:

I'll step on a landmine for my bitch, (yeah)
as long as she can still suck my dick. (yeah)
I'm horny 'cause I ain't got no whip. (wha?)
Wanted me to meet her parents, so I had to dip. (yeah)

Hook:

Counting the eggs in the basket.
I'm dicking her down on the mattress.
Live in that hole; Bilbo Baggins.
I can't stop loving her assets.
Fill the shopping cart full of diamonds.
Do as I say like I'm Simon, 
but I ain't judgemental, I'll fuck a bitch without a condom.

Scream Doll Remix

Lyrics:

Hook:

The more things change, the more they stay the same.
I'm still deranged, I still light propane tanks for a hit of dopamine.
Should've dropped out of college. All this knowledge, but no profits.
All this mileage on my body and nobody wants to love it.

Verse:

Would you be mine? I got a Rollie, but I ain't got time.
Well, it is fake, but my fit is A1 
because my face is the top of the line.
Or that's what I say because I'm short and I'm poor.
Something is going for me, I am sure.
What it is yet, I don't know, but I'll find it
when you found out when I found it. (wha?)

Hook:

The more things change, the more they stay the same.
I'm still deranged, I still light propane tanks for a hit of dopamine.
Should've dropped out of college. All this knowledge, but no profits.
All this mileage on my body and nobody wants to love it.

Outro:

The more things change, the more they stay.
The more things change, the more they stay.

The More Things Change, The More They Stay The Same

Lyrics:

Verse:

What ya man, what ya man, what ya man say?
Twitter finger moving fast, that a bird brain.
Hide behind a screen all day, what a fat fuck.
Meet me on the block. I'll leave your tail tucked.
I can't afford your two cents 'cause your head inflated.
Trickle down on the pavement like Ronald Reagan.
Bonzo, hovel, turn around and grovel.
Lick the boots for your parasocial role model.
Mob mentality, net neutrality. 
Said you was a centrist, but that just white man speak.
Say, "Both sides got problems." Yeah, it's you bro.
A dog without teeth. A gun with no ammo.
Snake belly, that's the shape of your soul.
You slide on hot coals and say, "Man, ain't it cold?"
"Man, ain't it great that we got these hot coals?"
I'm too cold. I'm too cold.

Outro:

What ya man, what ya man, what ya man say?
What ya man, what ya man, what ya man say?
What ya man, what ya man, what ya man say?
What ya man, what ya man, what ya man say?

What Ya Man Say?

Lyrics:

Hook:

I'm a hound for my queen. (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm a pound for these beasts. (*howl*)
See my cane, see my ring. (Gucci, Prada ho)
Demons follow me. (trauma, don't you know?)

Verse 1:

I'm a dog, but I bark nothing.
Kitty kitty bang, but you bang nothing.
But I bang kitty like Bang Busing.
Muffin top sloppy puffin.
Spilling tea, no discussion.
Baking bodies in the oven.

Hook:

I'm a hound for my queen. (that pussy tight)
I'm a pound for these beasts. (they whimper all the time)
See my cane, see my ring. (Versace)
Demons follow me.

Verse 2:

I don't fuck with basket cases.
Only loose ends my shoe laces.
Say some shit and you'll need braces.
Ride till I die in the ballroom slaying.
Oh, I'm royalty and loyalty means everything.
If you don't pay the tax, I'll spread that ass like Silly String.
Oh bitch, I got diamonds on my wrist.
Oh bitch, I look handsome in this fit.
Oh bitch, I'm stunting like a jit.
I said, "Oh bitch," I can't handle all your shit.

Phantom High (produced with a Black Butler sample)

Lyrics:

Hook:

I don’t really wanna know if she sliding. 
I don’t really wanna know if she riding.
I don’t really wanna know if she got another man
on the side she hiding.

Verse 1:

Talking to me on the phone and her beath is gone, 
but she ain’t a fan of cardio. 
Ask her what she doing, she said she sick at home alone. 
That’s not her coughing, it’s another man. 
What do I do in this situation?
Should I just ignore this information?

Hook:

I don’t really wanna know if she sliding. 
I don’t really wanna know if she riding.
I don’t really wanna know if she got another man
on the side she hiding.

Verse 2:

I know she too good for me. 
I don’t want her to pack up and leave.
I know she good in the sheets. 
I know she made for the streets.
I know that she knows that she’s good at everything.
Yeah, It’s about time. I’m not that guy.

Hook:

I don’t really wanna know if she sliding. 
I don’t really wanna know if she riding.
I don’t really wanna know if she got another man
on the side she hiding.
I don’t really wanna know if she sliding. 
I don’t really wanna know if she riding.
I don’t really wanna know if she got another man
on the side she hiding.

Coward

Nostalgia

Lyrics:

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OIIA OIIA (Spinning Cat) Remix

Lyrics:

Dick fat like Paul Blart Mall Cop. 
Travel back in time, stop crime.
Pterodactyl sidekick lockpick expert.
J.G. Wentworth, cash grab with all these rats served.
Alien races want to grind me,
males literally and females sexually.
Offspring on other planets, I can't manage
these past, present, and future support payments.
Cold War never hot, that was me.
Inseminate your gran, that was me.
Bay of Pigs, nah that wasn't me.
Part timers can't prevent everything.
But I stopped the AI takeover, 
overloaded processors with my loads.
And I know they want me back for more.
I know the algo always pushing my posts.
Dick fat like Paul Blart Mall Cop. 
Travel back in time, stop crime.
Pterodactyl sidekick hitting whippets
on the DeLorean roof, laser and bullet proof.
What you gonna do when a time cop's coming after you?
I can take my time 'cause time's all I do.
I can take my time 'cause time's all I do.
I can take my time 'cause time's all I...

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