[Intro]
Dancin' on the beat
[Verse 1]
f**in' turkey, I'll strike you three times in a row
Nervous motherf**er
You on pins and needles now
30 pins down
f**in' turkey on the ground
Gobble, gobble!
Hate that sound
So stupid that you open up your mouth
And look up while it's raining till you drown
Even down syndrome victims aren't as damn dumb as you
I've found I like to do what Eminem do
Click-clack, blaow! Hit the ground, motherf**er dead now
Go to hell, squawk as loud as you want all the way down
Won't make a difference
Cause you a f**in' turkey
Rather have Thanksgiving beef jerky
It's more worthy to be the meat that we ate
When we celebrate Thanksgiving Day
The day when the Pilgrims and Indians swayed back and forth
Cause they're friends and they're gay
As in happy, not h*mo, okay
That's what we were taught in school anyway
[Hook]
There's a rainstorm outside
Go out there and open wide
Cause you'll save me a bullet
I will sh** you in the toilet
I will strike you three times
I don't mean that we are bowling
You'd better say good-bye
Down to hell is where you're going
[Verse 2]
But why does a turkey represent a holiday?
By the way, all that Pilgrim Indian sh** is fake
It was cold and they starved
And they were all in pain
And there was no f**in' turkey that everyone ate
New rhyme!
My favorite thing about Thanksgiving time
I get an excuse to shoot you right between the eyes
And feast on the corpse after I show the guys
Flyin' away would be wise
But the only way a turkey flies is when it's shot out of a cannon
But then it dies
Just give up b**h, you can't escape your demise
What I call a hunt, you call h*mocide
But when you drown yourself, it's suicide
I'll k** you and restore my pride
Can't let you live
I'd be the laughing stock of the whole ride back
For goodness sake
I can't take that gobble noise you make
Gimme a break and drop dead on my plate
It's Thanksgiving, so thanks for giving me a f**ing headache
[Hook]
There's a rainstorm outside
Go out there and open wide
Cause you'll save me a bullet
I will sh** you in the toilet
I will strike you three times
I don't mean that we are bowling
You'd better say good-bye
Down to hell is where you're going