Nalyd - Mr. Sandman lyrics

[Hook: The Chordettes] Mister Sandman, Bring me a dream Make him the cutest that I've ever seen Give him two lips, Like roses and clovers Then tell him that his lonesome night is all over [Verse 1: Nalyd Ecitsuj] I don't fret for that emotional sh** like most dudes do Step on dog doo doo While I'm pacing back and forth plotting to murder you Pull a knife to your neck like Freddy Kruger boo Snapbacks and Tattoos I'm more into anthrax and barbed-wire baseball bats Ew Blood stain on my brand new shoe Hope in my van let's role play I'll be Bowser, You be the damsel in distress Find a hero soon, This is not a test I call you Princess Peach on Koopa Troopa Beach Yeah I'm the f*ggot at the bus stop wearing his purple beats I'm looking for acceptance But I have no blessings Ya'll know a God don't exist If he did he wouldn't have have you that herpe cyst on your lips you c*nt Failed soccer player so I punt Jump bunt cake in your hashtag face You have never won against me in a freestyle race You lucky to see Hi-de-ho Silver In other words you were second place Tonto to my Lone Ranger You can bet your middle finger that I'm gonna be the reason you no longer breathe and linger Tough to swallow like bee stingers in your throat I have yellow teeth but I don't smoke Maybe too much Pepsi Cola There was never a Spanish p**y that i didn't pa** over Shopping at Kroger Seen my arch enemies car so i key scratched his range rover Matt Stover This song already has a futbol reference My preference to rap out loud to a crowd at lunch on a table Quief gummy bears out my a** if I'm able Fornicate with those Gangam Style horses if they are stable King Mabel which makes me a man on a mission Screaming yes while I hurt them call it vegan submission Pull both they legs with Gonzalez which means we got they bones wishin' Now I'm pissin' covered in gasoline Like the apple core guy from Joe Dirt f** is this dandruff Who replaced my Head & Shoulders with Pert No more flakes Terry Crews has got shakes that'll make you quake Anybody out there got that weed that'll get me baked That's a lie I ain't ever smoked Talking bout an orgasm you shoulda took another year of drama cause you clearly faked Draped over your man tits is a triple XL shirt She's a flirt with an Arabian boot nose Yeah, Hi Jessica Sikes can we f** I suppose? I can strike a pose While you walk like a body builder My mouth needs a god damn filtah' Aye that's enough make-up looking like a powdered donut And look at my waist I'm hungry Minus the beliefs and camo So get with me the one with the flamboyant flow The Scampoli Way is the route I wanna go The SRealMcCoy Club We have jackets & fedoras Flip a coin It's Witcher's heads & tails for Devora I'm no stranger to a girl named Jasmine Come cuddle on my carpet and call me Aladdin Just like my pants these bars are never saggin' Not much of a gamer but I can tell that you're laggin' A Coleman always beside me beard scratchin' Like i said earlier Arabian h*mosapian, with another chance to see my mom raped again Quit playing with your FireWire you bu*t nut I went back in the pocket yelled no sack in my jock Get it I'm discharging my laptop Tweets hashtag fresh cut You'll see a picture of me with a blonde flat top What is this? Stop I didn't ask for a monster, I just asked for a pop Yellow light bulbs mean caution I'm a lyrical prepubescent p**y my innocence just hasn't blossomed Like a fresh spring flower This thing cost money call it Power Hour Tell Michelle Ang I wanna bang for an hour She started screaming louder so I pulled out of her vage poucher Her p**y tasted like sesame see chicken Chickity China, The Chinese chicken I'd rather be sh**ting than b**hing I wouldn't be caught dead burying hobo's in ditches What is the meaning of the word truth when you use a cell phone and a computer as a booth Welcome to the sermon Jack off my chief little dick then jizz over the port bow Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice featuring track maybe? Twitter war with Davey Tell that c*nt to drown in a Tampa Bay lake He's just another s**aneer flake Backwards God i call that b**h Kandy Need some useless information, just hit up Big Dandee The day I make it is the same day I give a f** about Shain Gandee They call me The Sandman Go to sleep in this casket It puts the lotion on the skin Now give me back my basket Another eventual d**h and I just dropped my favorite hatchet Oh you're still alive? Clean up the mess Patch it Another dead body UGH I'll go stash it [Hook: The Chordettes] Mister Sandman, Bring me a dream Make him the cutest that I've ever seen Give him two lips, Like roses and clovers Then tell him that his lonesome night is all over [Deep Voice] [Hook: The Chordettes] Then tell him that his lonesome night is all over Mister Sandman, Bring me a dream Make him the cutest that I've ever seen Give him two lips, Like roses and clovers Then tell him that his lonesome night is all over Then tell em that his lonesome night is all over x6 [Outro: Nalyd Ecitsuj] Ah let The Sandman sleep Ah this is the part of the CD where I get sleepy Damn Why the call..Why do I gotta be The Sandman sh**