O.H.M - John lyrics

[Verse 1: O.H.M] John Travoltron, chill with betty white and betty ford We'll pull up in a line of whips that turn into a megazord; And when I crash the grammy's, I bet that they hand me ten awards I've got a rocket in my pocket, and a sword; I sharpen my katana while i'm watching asian dramas Blazing ganja in a hookah, eating llama While your baby mama reads me kama sutra I'm probably your padre, I'm your madre's main compadre, puta Ooh! uhh... baracuda, I go deeper than a scuba I'm sponging in your girls bikini bottom like a lufa Hard as the reflection of medusa; At your neck just like a chupa-cabra Samba with strippers in gaza strip while spittin lava Krakatoa, masta flowa My dojo so toho I show up showa I'm enormous, my performance so tight, I'm titanosaurus My tantric chants are euphoric It's so fantastic, you for it? If you're thinking "no" I'll pull out pliers and forceps And rearrange your organs a**ortment in only four steps My verses catch attention and my hook tore flesh; Twisted like tornados in a wormhole vortex I'm only bullsh**tin, tell me: who should I gore next? [Verse 2: O.H.M] They're droppin dimes, so I stop on a dime, and cause a standstill These toons act way too looney, I'mma have to drop an anvil; And k**, whoever sayin' they're super like I was frieza Rock ice in iceland, sell green in greenland, mix lean in pisa These n***as never see me like hmm… fema Let me see your visa or it's "seeya senorita" It's M.I.B, not the border patrol Dont make me whip out this cricket and put a whole in your soul Blaow! you dead You gotta lay down, that's what lupe said...