Yeah yeah f** it Time to get back in the studio Live at St. Andrew's Good! (Bizarre, Bizarro!) I'm back motherf**er! [Part 1] f** an introduction Y'all n***as know my name I blow up n***as brains Off an 8th of caine I bang, but i ain't in no gang They say bizarre is crazy and deranged I smoke that weed and cop oc's More than 3, I probable OD I take no shower i be in Jacuzzis f** a good girl, Bizarre f** groupies b**h drink this wine, snort this line Turn around so I can lick your behind Call Paradime, tell him bring the Guinness Bottle of vidocin, just seen the dentist And Im finished ghost and goblins My teeth grinding, my mouth all sloppy And Im f**ed up And I can't recall Friday Night Live at St Andrews Hall [Part 2] Stand the f** up, get your lighter in the air Wave them around like you just dont care This is my motherf**ing house From detroit all the way to the south My lifes a ongoing saga Them TV awards, tongue-kissing Lady Gaga Im a bad baby father, dont spend no time (nuh-uh) Im a horrible rapper, dont write no rhymes Easy riders, weed vaporisers Trying to get higher and higher (Hey Bizarre, stop f**ing around start the album man)