Cyanide and Silicone - Don's Plum lyrics

[Verse: Sideshow Brian] Young Forrest Gump, up against them Forest Whitakers Their bank accounts is low, just ask their f**ing integers I'm not making dough either, so why the f** I front? Oh yeah, I almost forgot, I'm a young Forrest Gump Less retarded, or maybe equally, elaborate Calibrate my dick into a p**y, call it Lion's Gate I'm the f**ing dude with more 'poon than a harp And if you wanna see some dead bodies, unwrap the tarp Maybe I just need to calm down or maybe not When I roll you up a flower I always aim it for the wet spot Too hot to trot, so if you care do not Cause we don't give a f**, cause you're just another thot, hoe Our whips are suave, we crippin' all day If you see me with a limp just know I got shot in my leg I'll f** you in the face with a pitchfork article Cleaning up the messes with fines, my name is Mop'n Glo Time is money so my time is counting on my age I rip a hole through these sheets of paper in a fist of rage I lose money rapid like Nic Cage, a six gauge Ring couldn't wrap around my dick it's got a rib cage [Bridge: Joji Miller, Sideshow Brian] And I don't even notice when it hurts anymore Anymore, anymore, anymore (Yeah) [Outro: Excerpt from the movie Don's Plum] -Are you gonna f** her? -Are you gonna f** her dude! f**ing p**y! -Dude, dude, she offered me this film, and I want to do it... (Harmony Korine singing, from the album Ssab Songs) [Outro Continued: Don's Plum] -It's cool man, I can f**ing act. I was in the school play! ...