ShowYous** - Rad God lyrics

Pray to the rad god Rad god Pray to the rad god Rad god Pray to the rad god Rad god Pray to the rad god Big gulp, I'm tippin' Don't sag my bridges Lebowski got bigger Shout to Jeff Bridges They say rad is dead The dead has now risen A zombie that's skates 8.5 yeah, that's b**hing Now bounce like suspension No whammies, big business sponsored links Sip Slurpee from big gulp now that's your communion Unholy union if Satan made music produced by George Lucas Now please pa** that hummus I'm ridin' round bumpin' carca** Level 9000 is my target Too many dudes in this room This party smell like armpit I'm ridin' round bumpin' carca** Level 9000 is my target Too many dudes in this room This party smell like armpit Our father To you we pray You keep it cool The others lame Their shows weak They too tame We need you on the job Pray to the rad god Pray to the rad god Rad god Pray to the rad god Rad god Pray to the rad god Rad god Pray to the rad god This god's a rad god so don't make me angry Only not being lame will guarantee your safety TV's on, disciples going crazy Couch is comfy, let's do some surfing, baby Grab the remote, I'm feeling lazy Arrested development, we watching maybe For sure, for sure, our house of suede velour Out on tour, show is on The pit is full, they pray for more Here I is, here I am, bring the sacrificial lamb Some fans who think I smoke bring a sacrificial gram And then they puff and then they pa** but I don't puff so I pa** Then they ask you straight edge I concur, not a drag Our father To you we pray You keep it cool The others lame Their shows weak They too tame We need on the job Pray to the rad god Pray to the rad god Rad god Pray to the rad god Rad god Pray to the rad god Rad god Pray to the rad god