SPIM - MAJBA lyrics

[Verse 1: B-ran] Mokie ain't call even though he's on me about TV and his wood (Good morning) But now he's all shawl deep in my laundry man get out I'm just nude Joseph's too gay to let me pa** him in cla** Yeah he's a nerd like Feferi bu*ts who is a hell of a f*g Like me and Colonel Pootie burning down the whole sponge wall Which isn't actually that difficult because it's really kinda small (f**, f**, f**, Joseph, Joseph pa** that eraser) I'm sick of hanging in closets Chains and dragons on my wallets Mini tea cups and tiny dollets I'm gay but that's not just it 2 stories in my hand Like what the f**'s a Sandman? I caught you fapping to s**y pictures of Rarity As if CCM doesn't have errors of continuity Yelling at fat kids like a NegaDan with no Popotan Making fun of people because of their own insecurities [Hook] Shut em down! (x4) (Flade's going to do the next part and it's probably going to s** because he's not that good at rapping, but... y'know judge him man, also he wrote his own part too, because, usually I write his stuff, but, I didn't this time. So... yeah. FLOW is good.) *Brandon snorts Cocaine* (Augh) (EARTH) [Verse 2: Florp] On Tumblr these stupid f**s, keep supporting the Ku Klux Joseph's nutty buddy Brandon gets angry when I f** this up Like what the f**? I'm bad as f**, turn the f**ing music DOWN So I can hear Brandon make me feel like a sad clown "Hey Daddy, tell me why the clown is crying?" Because Dan's life makes me feel like f**ing dying I'm going down, like Dan when he gets drowned I can see him, he's already skipping town I can see Brandon's hair from all the way over there It's like Elmo's on his head, but he doesn't even care Brandon's hair is like from Anime, it is gay Got a big stomach, just like Bobby Flay, that sh**'s cray Ball so hard, I'm seein' stars, shootin' stars Star ships, Brandon says he writes most of my verses I hope he f**ing owns a purse I hope he's a f**ing transgender Send me insults, return to sender Considering he likes Bender b*tch [Hook] (D-he actually just did way better than I thought he was going to do, like, I originally proposed that we should do this together, but uh... Alright, here comes my second verse Wait I just realized I didn't finish so I'll have to record this in 2 parts. f**.) [Verse 3: B-ran] Flade I, just got knee'd; in my test-i-clees And no amount of weed, will ever k** that Dean, take a piss in the sink Or throw me into a lake, punch myself in the throat, the Chicago Overcoat I'll use my Axe like a mace, you know the Juggalo place The Dark Carnival's great, the Faygo flavored grape 10 times better than Nate is, Sometimes I used to think Seth was a real racist because he would hate Athiest's bu*ts, don't even mess with this I think this p**no is gay, 2010 boy in ways the kitty can't relate But who knows where fate, blue ball masturbate So super cool like when I write similes I (write discombobulate?) I'm like, that late On this rhyme, this is actually a freestyle Haven't done this in a while I once k**ed a guy named Kyle, he looked like Flade but that's not [Hook] (The way) [Outro: MOKEY] Brandon, what the hell have I told you about trying to rap? That "My Name Is Joseph" sh** was f**ing trash and you're a horrible person. Nobody likes you is what I'm trying to say. It's goddamn 2010 and I'm sending pizzas to your house because fu*k you man. No, I'm just kiddin'. But seriously