featuring Jacky Jasper
[Keith]
Yo Jacky this Keith.
It's the answering machine
I left the keys under the rug
There's some meat up in the closet
If you goin through it out tonight
I'ma run up to Tower Records to get a pizza
aight
Ima come back
yeah
[Dr. Dooom]
Chewin alligator meat live cowsteak
sittin on old newspapers by thekitchen sink
You think im off limits driving a 74 Dodge Plymouth
Up the street with human feet colored apple-green
with spots eatinblueberry Pop Tarts
With the eighth body in my trunk my elbow bleeds with lumps
Walkin from the sanitation dump with rotten skulls
on my waterbed with Miller beer kegs
Blood in my cabinet, ears in my closet
watchin the Raptors play the Houston Rockets
With your arms in the freezer I grab a icicle
puttin fingerprints on my bicycle
Walkin up to have a drink at the club ?there is? three Irish chicks
lookin at me like im sick
Walkin by chin-chins I stole the keys from ya friends
Lookin out ya ?Madrion? hotel window like Elvis Presley
coming down the elevator
Good evening mister excuse me pardon me with body parts
And credit cards walkin down Sunset Boulevard past the red light
I threw a rat with mayonnaise at ya head lights
Four blonde girls screamed and put on their hi-beams
I fake like i'm ?vomiting smoking sick? threw acid on their stomachs
And drove of with a wig down La Brea listen to a tape by Slayer
Parked in a parking lot behind Burger King
eatin a raw pack of chicken wings
With blood on my fingers I blast a CD by the Staple Singers
The cops told me to turn it down,
they like my shoes from Buster Brown
I went up the block an bo
