P.H. Fat - Freak lyrics

Sick of the week I hope you da freak on the weekends.. Sick of the week I hope you the freak on the weekends, Flick back, f** that, eat mad demons and sleep Maybe lose your mind while you sleeping creeping, screamin' bout heathens The Mundane Mondays, kinda like the rest of the week sit around and wait for me to speak about dinosaur love and animals and aliens and voices in my head that scream Like a motherf**in' bird! Suffocate your children with the word; 'Player, watch out for mad kids tryna sneak a threeway, and watch out for the bad girls tryna do the same It's my madness, bad kids, f**in' with the baddest Let's cut through the clutter, big set f*ggots f**in' with your bu*ter, Eat when we speak, we're all kinda creepy, f**in' mad ba**, eat lots of junk food and jump when we sing sh** Black matter fingerless, Desk job, superhuman scream sh**; flickin' through your Rolodex, lookin' for a dream b**h, Weekday s**er f*g, shudder with the love of that, trouble me with rubber guns and vampires suffer, mad planets Call me if you need a little bad sh**, popping out your cupboard here's some booty with my bad flip, what? I'm channeling the powers of the Megatron, better duck s**er, you'll be lucky if you're head is on Ma**ive; epidemic zombies on my flash disk Hepatitus; trouble bubble f**in' with the bad sh** 'in a dream I'll speak, chubby wubby wub freaks lead the fat kids f**in' with the blackness with fingers in 'em and now I'm spitting on the break of dawn creaking with the freaks, don't speak and let the beat rock you in the teeth it's the beast f**in' with the paranormal feast and the happy little demon babies struggling to breathe f** that sh**! s**in' on the nipples of a bad b**h soakin' in the universe of hyper-driven madd sh** Starship trooper, your brains a lil' stupid and it takes a lil' while for you to catch up on the new sh**