Lyrics:
Way back in the day, way before I was Knave, 
I would laze around blazed with a glazed over gaze,
Spending days doing nothing, justa puffin on some jays,
Then somethin changed when I got the Tussin taste,
It ain't like your huffing paste, blood is rushing to your face,
If you ain't dropping 20 then its pretty much a waste,
It'll put you into space, in your zone, in your place,
So just put your phone away, your getting stoned today,

Chug down the bottle and then I pop a few pills,
Feeling pretty silly getting really chilly whilled,
Take it to a party, take it when your feeling ill,
Just say your on the Tussin, everyone'll know the deal,

Always keep it with me, like my shoes untied, 
I keep my body tripping and my mind is fried,
If you havent done it once, I cant describe the ride,
But you can hop in with me, I've been prescribed to drive,
I cant really see the road, I think my eyes are blind,
Im on Tussin DAC and THC combined,

Feeling pretty good so I can take a couple lines,
So i go pick up my phone so I can see what i can find,
And I found a great guy so I got him on the line,
With a nice low price, even though its refined

The Tussin, the Tussin,
I take it in abundance,
Cause I pop off the top and I take 2 dozen,
Having deep dark discussions,
With some people that wasn't,
Even there, man i swear, 
That I'm done with the Tussin,
The Tussin, the Tussin,
I take it in abundance,
Cause I pop off the top and I take 2 dozen,
Having deep dark discussions,
With some people that wasn't,
Even there, man i swear, 
That I'm done with the Tussin,

I always say that 'til I'm cleaned of green,
Then I get real mean, do the fiending thing,
I forgot how it feels to drink lean and dream,
For minuets, hours, days, even weeks it seems,
I don't think this mind of mine could be squeaky clean,
All the things that I've seen, 
Would make you cream your jeans,
I'm talking streams extreme, 
Like a team of teens,
It's a flood and we needin' some sub-marines,
I'm keeping shit jumping like some Mexican beans, 
I got a special sauce complete with specimen seeds,
Go ahead and let me know what your regiment needs,
I got powerful powders and some excellent weeds,
I let the chills spill from my head to the feets,
Pop a pill, smoke a weed, dopemine secretes,
I squeeze the IV until the morphine is depleted,
If you need a manager, just control + alt + delete it,
And I'm higher than fuck, cant give one 'bout your critique, kid,

The Tussin, the Tussin,
I take it in abundance,
Cause I pop off the top and I take 2 dozen,
Having deep dark discussions,
With some people that wasn't,
Even there, man i swear, 
That I'm done with the Tussin,
The Tussin, the Tussin,
I take it in abundance,
Cause I pop off the top and I take 2 dozen,
Having deep dark discussions,
With some people that wasn't,
Even there, man i swear, 
That I'm done with the Tussin,



Finish up this bitch, spitting quick like an AK,
Stacking bucks, busting nuts, everyday is payday,
Turn it up, thumpin' trunks, saying 'Fuck what they say',
I got your bitch going down, now shes screaming mayday
Shit on everything and I came all on your toilet seat,
I didn't wipe it up, there's no need to be so indiscreet,
I spit all on the mirror and the counter when Im brushing teeth,
Mixing coke with downers and I leave some for your kids to eat,
Stumble to the front room with a bottle of liquor,
I kick my feet up on your table, blowing kisses at your sister,
I'm scratching on my nuts, while I'm texting a stripper,
I drank your Dr. Pepper and I ate your family's dinner,
I'm a slob and I don't give fucks or shits,
Hard dick down my leg, on the couch watching 'Hitch',
I say 'Hancock is next' then I wink at your bitch,
I came mainly on your pillow and her face a bit,
Then I rifled through your weed so i could take a hit,
Sorry, I'm a dick for the sake of it.


Thank you to mc chris. For making the amazing original and releasing your actual instrumentals. You will always be an inspiration. 

The Tussin Remix -(Orig. by mc chris)

*We Are Farmers remix 

Bum, bum, bum, bum, 
Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum
Bum, bum, bum, bum, 
Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum
We are farmers, bum ba dum bum bum bum bum,
We are farmers, bum ba dum bum bum bum bum,
Bum, bum, bum, bum, ba bum bum bum bum ba bum bum bum,
We are farmers, bum ba dum bum bum bum bum.

Call the cops, call the cops, 
I got mad motherfuckin' marijuana crops, 
I'm straight out the box with katina chops, 
And i watch em all drop when the Llama pops,
When they're on my jock, i just call the shots, 
And i dump the dead body in a pond or swamp, 
Then i find a thick bitch that is fond of cock, 
With a long blonde mop, that wanna hop non-stop,
Got a lot of different types of different kinds of big machinery, 
I got a plow and a trowel, greenin up the scenery, 
Bushel full of kush, steady pushing out greenery, 
Diseased weed fiend in need of the T-H-C,
...So i gotta feed the beast, 
Pitchin out sticks and i seize the seeds, 
And im fixin up a ditch then i reap the weed, 
Break it down, I pack it up in the B-O-N-G,
Cause we...

Im high as fuck and im back on the tractor
Dont got time for no wack ass rappers,
Broke their back with a snap, leave their ass-half strapped back asscrack backwards,
Bury him somewhere on my 100 acres, 
I want a cold beer and see somethin' naked, 
You faggots think your fly but your all deflated, 
While im sittin in the corner way underrated,
But now i made it, 
I found and saved it,  
put it down and layed it, 
spread it round and played it, 
I'm chippin and choppin all of you up like logs, 
then im strippin and sloppin, feed you all to the hog,
Feel the dripping of slobber from the mouths of dogs, 
Watered eyes, white teeth, while i watch in awe,  
Big smile on my face as im chewing on straw, 
With a 'chaw' in my cheek as im clinching my jaw,
Cause were all...

The way i eat weeds? please, call me Husqvarna,
Stay away from Knave, hes the brave beat burna, 
Tongue slayin haters, straight draped in arma' 
Leading freaks to the creeks, a complete sweet charma',
Like Obama, the black antichrist,
Im'a slit your throat once, then ill blast you twice, 
Cook it up and sell it for fantastic price-es, 
Why the fuck try?  Can't do it like I did,
A 5 foot white kid, the punch, I spiked it, 
Brassed assed knuckles with a blade for slices, 
Salt in your wounds, fuck it; all the spices, 
Turn you into chilli, win some country fair prizes,
Shooting so hard its like I snagged some turrets, 
Keep your lady coming, egad! she's squirmmin, 
her pussy keeps hissing, and scratching, purrin,
she cant even speak, only gags and slurrin,
im running this track, got mad endurance,  
Like I'm running from the cops and i got bad insurance,

Uncles, nieces, unbuttoned fleeces, 
Round these parts there ain't nothin secret, 
Spin around and fit it like some puzzle pieces, 
Nasty ass peoples, knee deep in grease, this...
Aint really brags, fact it's kinda sad, 
We don't know better, no riches just rags, 
We bag em and we tag em, don't gag at the scabs, 
Its giving extra friction and the itching aint bad,
By now your prolly thinking this has gone too long, 
You can feel your finger twitching, wanna skip through songs, 
'His flows too good and his lyrics too strong',
While Im in the field working in a denim blue thong,
I fucked indagada (in the garden) with my own cousins momma, 
And a horse and a sheep and my old pet llama, 
and I made the cow holla, took the whole enchilada,
Then I stuffed it inside her with the carne asada,
Then I filled her with the wad like a stuffed empenada,
...It's just the life of a farmer.

Beat prod. by Diplo

We Are Farmers Remix (Prod. by Diplo)

An instrumental I made. Feel free to download it and slide your dick all over/in it.

It's Cool If You Don't Get It... (Instrumental)

Vitacoco (Instrumental)

https://soundcloud.com/grossasheck

[Knave]
Hey man, it's Knave and im feeling kinda hungry, 
You finished with that steak? I don't care if it's chunky, 
You can you covered in spit, till it is soft and lumpy, 
Making sure it's mushed to fuck, I don't want it if it's crunchy, 
I know you think its weird, It ain't always sexual, 
Like that time when you drank too much and threw up at the festival, 
Public puking, vomit on me, fuck a trash receptacles, 
I'm my mouth, making out, hurling on my testicles, 
I used to day dream all day about it up in my room, 
It had a Hella hold on me, there's nothing I could do, 
Imagine chunks of brunch, a whole bunch to munch, 
So what if it stunk, cause to me it's food, 
I like it half chewed, or you could puke the goo, 
Put that shit up in a fountain, making vomit fondue, 
Diabolical spew, only the finest will do, 
Open up and puke like a mama emu, 
Or a fully-fed, bulimic cuckoo, 
I just wanna do it like birds do... 

[Berk]
so fancy fine dine like gross is gourmet
i'm going to do what you gordon ramSAY
double layer of the barf for the parfaits
taco bell one box call me charles barkley
your convulssions leave me breathless
my chest is in neeed for that beef stew necklace
unless this is malcontent wanton of stomach contents
i'm a gag reflex romantic
meatball bon bons got it going on
i got my chopsticks if you're heaving wontons
my deary allow me to fawn through my song
on your strong buollion full flavored yawns
keep me around clean it up brawny
commercial yerk the perk of a covergirl
neither you or i can hold it in
call me again i'll be your custodian
my girl got gak like nickelodeon
blushing face she's going to explode again
throw back the ipecac in the yak
show the whack kids how the lovebirds do that

[Knave]
Grinding my molars, making sure its masticated, 
Chew it up and swallow then regurgitate it, 
You can throw up on my dick while I'm masturbating, 
Use your food as my lube while your stomach is aching, 
I'm taking everything like sad degraded Asian, 
Freaky fuckedup fetishes, fresh fecal defecation, 
Man that's the dedication that I got for #grossshitnation, 
You've been sitting, hoping, waiting for this gross infestation, 
Its cool if you don't get it's of a certain sophistication, 
Let yourself be captivated, listen before you hate it, 
You can slurp it up through a straw, what I puked up and plated, 
Still better than any dish Gordon Ramsey ever made, bitch. 

[Berk]
i'd walk a hundred miles for my baby's bile
that gritty ass smile feeling like a child
down on my knees for the gro$$hit grand prix
you make a man of me with the amber gris
i'm here for the motion put it delicately
the long term erosion made for delicate teeth
i want an ocean of it on my bodily beach
mouth to mouth suck it out like a long langua leech
i preach stomach pumps be necessary
every morning my orange juice pitcher pouring
overdose breakfast in bed's the best when
still snoring turn heads no jimmy hendrix

[Knave]
Black stomach acid on my scared up esophagus, 
I'm throwing up applesauce, cole slaw and sausages, 
All because the jaws chew, chomp, and squash, 
I keep my beak open, getting feeded by a hawk. 

[Berk]
my knees knock,
even leak to my socks,
bawk not like other chickens,
no honk and all talk
stir it in with the celery stalk
after dinner mints and mentholated cough drops

Worms, what luck, from the stomach of a duck, 
Could you barf in a bag then dump it on me like a dump truck?

it's thick consistancy is bliss
my love is instantly filling up the buckets

Hurry the fuck up, give me the up-chuck,
Mouth open, looking up as I hear a chicken 'cluck'

boo breath burp we're clinking our cups
if there's amour on your hands then throw it up-throw it up

I can only put 4000 char. sorry

Birds Do It (Puke In My Mouth) [Gro$$$hit]

https://soundcloud.com/grossasheck

[berk]
i fuck juiced it up
got bleach for the stains on it
got reach for the sweets
got fibers in the backs of the teeth
ass cheeks in the seats not shit underneath
queef in between where the change hits the springs
we got fluff on temperpedic dinks
cup holders with the medicated drinks
ikea ideas oxycoton throw sheets
carpet smells sweaty similar to skating rinks
go so hard i'm scotch guard resenting
feng shui ottoman ass up presenting
pinning on my desk chair hydraulic ball spinning
i got the grilled cheeses on speed dial
for filling they're willing to lay in a pile
i've got the serta and the pillow case brides
soft knees for the ride
wood chips for the slide
parents on the nightstand tberkin inside
fuck it up ugly spaghetti o pie
me glass of water couch crying to sleep
hands still underneath
berculose mano marinating up in the grease
least yeast we could do
don't say eat out if the boy can't chew
sneeze on the top of my head fuck the flu
sex is commenced and the mess interesting

hemorage dome on the memory foam
stains in amounts all about thread counts
call me venetian fountains in my home
don coreleon got the matresses going
go so ouch
backroom cast on that couch
two strokes then he fucks up the blouse
take off my socks to assist with the gels
tell them hotel 6 when i'm all out of towels
turn birches to urchins they can't help themselves
she look at me nice cause she sees i've got shelves

i slouch like i'm hiding erections in detention
detonating on throw pillows with the stitches
ladyboy lazyboy recline on my mind
push into the cushions
this motherfucker crushing the stuffing
interior loving
end table titty fucking
go raw on your furnishings
grossshit 


[knave]
Untie the bitch and I let her out the armoire,
Hasn't bathed in days so she's smelling like a barnyard,
Only let her out when it's time for her repertoire,
She knows how I like it, fill her up like a reservoir,
With every body fluid, racial slurs as I do it,
I lather her with batter and the stools included,
My mind is more polluted then this filthy fucking room is,
So much blood and screaming you'd think that we were both wounded,
Yeah, I know I'm putrid but I really don't care,
I'm in my living room in my cum covered chair,
Semen on the hand rail, slippery stairs,
Less oil in a McDonalds than in this bitches hair,
Multicolored stains all over the bed sheets,
No sheets on the bed, they're on the floor in a red heap,
She said she's never ever given anyone red wings,
She said she didn't care so I'm diving in deep,
Drunken old hookers, every room in the house,
Spilled beer and cigarette burns all over the couch,
A smell like a decomposed, fecal covered mouse,
Fuck her right in the pussy because there's herpes on her mouth,
All about the Amish, got a fetish for some furniture,
Pass the Pledge polish, as I smash into her cervix,
Her drawers are pulled out and thrown all about the place,
While she smiling back at me, pizza sauce on her face,
Slam her in the cupboard with my Louisville Slugger,
I make her bust the custard then I trade her for another,
This one smells like a buzzard, tits covered with mustard,
I'm easily outnumbered by these slutty ass drunkards,
Tea bag on the bean bag, everybody seen that,
Amazing what these nasty ass bitches do for greenbacks,
No self respect, fuck it they don't really need that,
Give them that hard loving with that negative feedback,
In her duodenum, as she's bent over the ottoman,
Choking, gag, slobberin', desperate need of oxygen,
Overly erotic, inject my dick with some collagen,
Squeeze it on in, getting harder as she's hollerin',
Smash it in her ass like a hooker from Bangkok,
Hocking loogies,downing shroomies, fucking in the ham-mock,
Not gonna question why there's grass in her sandbox,
I just count the leaves, like I'm looking for a shamrock.

Furniture [Gro$$$hit]

The beat is actually 2 songs from the Sega Genesis game; Golden Axe that I spliced together.

When i get up on a beat, all the thoughts I secrete,
From the way down deep, total-ly completes me,
Need to bring heat that's brought from underneath,
All these measly MC's attack the beat weakly,
But me? nah man, I attack the beat weekly,
Package it up nice and I send it out neatly,
I make it seem easy, everything sleekly,
Placed in into place, tastes everything but bleakly,
If you would just break it out, then could just bake it out, 
So high...
If you dont partake, I don't need you in my space,
Cause I'm so high...
Im blazing when I rake, smoke it when my stomach aches,
When I'm swimming in the lake, cheafing, riding on a wave,
Sprinkle that shit in my shake, and I bake it in my cake,
Use it as a butter glaze when I'm cooking up a steak,
i am so god damn fuck-ing high,
i am so god damn fuck-ing high,
Anyway I'm back and I'm feelin so good,
If you could smoke like this, dropping loads like this,
Getting blowed like this, then you know you would,
Yeah I know, its understood, you cant live like that,
Dropping dollar after dollar on them bags-so-fat,
Til you start to get attached, and with every single sack,
All it does is stack up, until you can hardly act,
Like your sober, till oh no, you finally collapse,
Its not the destined path, just get up off your ass and 
Do shit,
You can patch the holes, with hobbies, passion, goals,
Instead of getting baked, bake casseroles,
You can do what you want, cause that's what your gonna do,
And that's totally cool, I don't follow my own rules,
Depends on how you're raised and your friends and your views,
But it IS your life and only you can choose.

Golden Axe

Rainbow Sugar (Instrumental)

It's that Rainbow Sugar and I only hit it once,
Got me floating like a boat, like I smoked 12 blunts,
So throwed, hard flows, throwing bows with a punch,
I'm so high, in the sky, licking on angel cunts,
You can snort, swallow, smoke, blast, or even inject,
All you need is one bump and your dick is erect,
Wanna know the cost? Just pass a blank check,
This shit'll get you wrecked, is that Kush? I'm unimpressed.
Your thinking "What the fuck is in the multicolored powder?
Why does it smell like a flower? Why does it taste like clam chowder?
How do you know that one line will give me all the power?
This shit i got is loud, but your saying this is louder?!
It sounds top notch, like an everyday necessity,
Tell me how to make it, this has got to be my destiny."
It's Easy to make, if you follow the recipe,
Get a pen and some paper Im'a tell you what you need,
You need a couple keys of coke and a quarter pound of weed,
Just a little pinch hash, and a strip of LSD,
Barbiturates and opium, a couple benzodines,
And the blackest of black tar, I'm talking heroiiiiin,
Just a little bit of crack, some shrooms and triple Cs,
And a big old heaping helping of that special ketimine,
Hydrocodone pills, and sprinkled peyote,
Throw in a few Xanax and some ecstasys, 
Mix it up good with some PCP,
Add some uppers and some downers, Roofies and Addys
Really good amount of methamphetamines,
Then mix all that shit with food col-or-Ing,
I got the sugar and a lighter, when the pipe hit the fire,
The sugar took me even higher than I ever would require,
Frodo blowed in the shire and I'm rolling like a tire,
I'm just the supplier,  all I'm needing is a buyer.
It's only like a couple hundred thousand a key,
I didn't make the price, so don't holler at me,
Make yourself a parachute and then swallow a g,
You'll be high for a week, feel like your taller than trees,
Everyone agrees that it will bring you to your knees,
And you'll summon leprechauns like every time you sneeze,
You'll be sweating fat balls when its 3 degrees,
You'll be thirsty enough to drink half the 7 seas,
Your nose will run constantly, just wipe in on your sleeve,
Morality decreases, and you'll constantly dry heave,
Paranoid about police and you'll feel a relief,
When put you at ease, and a state of inner peace,
You'll be able to see all of the air that you breath,
You'll be shaking like a leaf while your mind is unleashed,
You can step back and see your whole life perceived,
And be able to achieve anything you could conceive,
Hit up the gas station, eyes the color of blood,
Redder than a nipple that's smashed and clamped up,
Walking in blazed just looking for grub,
Walked out with a Swiss cheese turkey mayo club,
Gotta get home so I can cut tomatoes up,
I'm feeling so pumped, like a volcano erupt,
Cause the shit is hitting harder than a Kato punch,
Soon as i walked in the house, I did a Rainbow bump

Rainbow Sugar

Put a few in your mouth and then under the tongue
Feel subliminal chemicals and the thinking has begun
Im turning on and tuning in, dropping out, nonstop
And Ive havent got the plot, im at the top and im sprung
Im going hard like plastic, im wanting to get blasted
Plastered, bad sick, the feeling is so tragic
I panic so frantic, but no-one understands it
Im geeked when I peak, and the world is fantastic
Everything is black lit
Symbols in the carpet moving, posters with the graphics
Im laughing, Im gasping
Like a fat kid with bad case of asthma
Glued to the plasma cause hes never watched slapstick
Orange juice, weed, an antacid, AND acid
I want to dose every single body on the planet
Give em all 7 hits, sit back and watch the antics
One minute i feel manic, then Im stiff and mechanic
It feels like Im gonna burst, feeling ultra volcanic
I'm dancing with this tramp that I must imagined
I dont know how the fuck it happened but Im trapped in this encampment
Watching roses grow from a crumpled up napkin
Try to alert the captain as I fall into a backspin
When Im tripping, its different, Im no longer humanistic
It's like everything has shifted and its always looking mystic
Here, hit the spliff, sip this
Rip this hit, trip shit

And now were back to this again
The hot and cold thing but I dont think no one is listening
Theres a glistening pigment to my skin and Im tormented
'So we show our dads this shit?' Nah man I don't recommend it.

Rollercoasting through my mind, I wish I could control it
Pack the bowl or roll it, see how long you can hold it
Take a stroll, man dont mind, all the lightning outside
Its striking in the distance, chill out, enjoy the ride
Just let your eyes wonder, tripping over and under
Theres no need for any slumber, cause its fun at this juncture
Glow sticks are then punctured and drained of their intelligence
It knows every language, it has got to be benevolent
Crystals illuminated by aliens, its evident
That this ET technology's got to be heaven sent
Everything is definite, all of thats irrelevant
Cause Ive been looking around, dont know where the fuck Evan went
I look around at all the piles of hair on the floor
Man that isnt the same, as 5 minutes before
Does it supposed to do that, all my friends I implore
These arent the clothes I wore and theres cobwebs on the door
Im burning to the core, seeing colors galore
Starting to come down so I drop a couple more
I think im bout to morph
Man, I think Im bout to wharf
After that I feel reborn, opposite of forlorn
Feeling sore, head pounding, and my legs are feeling whooseley
Its like a reptilian-creature is somehow infused in me
Someone's at the door, dont give a fuck bout who it be
Im busy in my room, talking to my dog fluently
Acting unhumanly, moving so ruthlessly
Blame it on the lunacy,  get up on my frequency
I visit here frequently
Just a weansy tense and youre high as fuck ass 
Would be linked up to the Sphynx with me

Im gonna piss, shit, puke, cum all at the same time
Exclaiming Im in pain with insane-inflamed eyes
Feel strange and constrained, want to faint with a slain mind
Dont wanna be normal, with a clean and a tame spine
Not my first time, this is my 90th Offence
CommOtion, emOtions, insanity makes no sense
Dont know if Im implOdin or awaiting exlOsions
Im flOwin and gOin, just like a locomOtive
Acid down my throat and its oh so corrosive
Feeling precocious , mixed with ferocious
I notice,  its potent, getting hard to focus
Its hopeless, cause my head is buzzing like a locust
I met up with god he told me never eat meat
But that is one feat that I couldn't complete
A chic petite freak, with double D teets
Curtains made of beef, and the sweet it secretes
visuals are visible, and typically mystical
Talking to this mythical creature thats invisible
Super effective, man, it must have been a critical
Irresistible, even though its all admissible
End of the night and Im finally winding it down
Floating down to earth, feet are finding the ground

4000 char max

L.emon S.almon D.ish

Me and Cookie Monster getting stank on our hang lows,
Money out the bank, pulling skanks and we bang hoes,
Drinking till were tanked, smoking ranks of the dank dro,
Do the hanky pank till there's stains and her Hanes soaked,
Fuck em, you don't need em, go ahead and drop em down,
Got me acting like a fool with your panties on the ground,
And then I get to stirring, love that mac and cheese sound,
Bust some nuts and I cuss as I blow a couple rounds,
I know I'm super badass but I try to keep it subtle though,
Blowing lime green and my eyes are looking hella low,
Bustin flows like a hose, see how far my nuts'll go,
Hold her nose, soaking hoes, then I go and toke an 'O'
Don't reveal the magic cause I always keep it unexposed,
No rebuttal, keep the muggles I got in in my huddle close,
Eating shrooms up in my room, now I'm on that fungal float,
I know I'm the shit, d double-o, d double-o,
Constantly fecalating,
On everyfuckingthing, never wonder why people hating,
Discussing if I'm good? I don't give a fuck, keep debating,
While I got this weed and this cheese and your lady waiting,
I'm drinking and I'm thinking to myself 'Ah, blessed be',
Never been a chef, but I know the whole recipe,
You can come and sit next to me, 
While the reverends blessing me,
I got the necessities, pills and the evergreen,
Higher than ever been, and my piss is never clean,
More drugs and pussy than if I was from the seventies,
Raping all these ladies in a Bill Cosby sweater-thing
Name on my mini coop, gotti gold lettering,
Seven sea sailing, sippin' saki, smokin' swish sweets,
Been bringing badass bars, beer, banging bigger beats,
Dropping dope, dank, drugs, dazed, den I dick her deep,
Sex with six sluts, til they started singing symphonies.

Cookie Monster

I am just rapping for fun, seeing what kind of shit I can come up with. Lyrics are always in the info of the song. Feedback is welcome and reciprocated.

Knave

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