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john bridger: blabbermouth
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Trying to act rugged like a real pirate Wearing a 2 dollar Cap'n Hook costume you need to be quiet, don't even deny it Your Kmart price tag is showing, I'm blowing phonies john bridger: up like the LA riots Every fucking new jack here perpetrating they're the new Blackbeard I call you Wackbeard let me make the facts clear If you take the nines out your rhymes and the Tecs out your technique Take the shots out your plots and you can't compete You're weak; I sink your john bridger: whole fleet cus I'm surly What's john bridger: up with your scurvy, looking like a freak Trying to rap with no teeth in the Great Barrier Reef While sharks circle beneath for the kill... lyrical skill? You don't even have a modicum, You make me sick to my stomach and my duodenum Your rappin is like laudanum, it put me to sleep I swear y'all rappers is nothing but sheep, I'm surprised you ain't got Sherri Lewis' hand up your butt Like Lamb Chop, While I got a man's cock And Jerry Lewis' hand up my butt. |
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| ...Let's see who bleeds the longest Yo ho ho and a bottle of cum And when blabbermouth ye're hanging with the Captain, You gotta be blabbermouth hung! With my cutlass I plunder a crew of gutless wonders Ye landlubbers aren't fit to clean my scuppers Batton down the hatches, you chickenshit bastards I'm boarding your ship with a whip to give you fifty blabbermouth lashes, Matches might burn your frigate to ashes, So you better show me where your stash is, It's hidden in the mattress, I go in and grab this; now I got your booty Then I come right straight back and get your booty! Even at sea I'm famous for burying my treasure in another man's anus, Far from painless, I'm sadistic.... in the Pacific And satanic in the Atlantic Sailing the Sargasso with no gerbil, a parrot's in my asshole But to quote chairman Mao: "The revolution isn't going to be a tea party," You're gonna be sorry, Me hearties, When I take all your ducats, leave your spleen bobbing in a piss bucket Cus your idea of a fly rhyme is 'There once was a man from Nantucket.' |
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