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Mad Professer Lyrics
He He He Oh shit he’s here Hi Hi ya doing Is this the right place for that furniture ahh Yeah sure is come on in Pretty nice place you got here cobwebs are a nice touch So that’s the couch eh Yeah we got some um take a look at the apolstry right there That’s pretty fuckin nice I haven’t seen Whoa, you all right there? Excuse me real apolstry I ain’t seen nothin like that since shit, like back in the Mother Fucker You want my couch You mother fucker I need your muther fuckin brain You can’t have my couch What da the fuck you thinking Now come here you big fat muther fucker get on the table I was never popular this I’ll admit fuck school School never liked me cool All the kids would always beat me till I’m half dead Make fun of the size of my forehead But that shit never bothered me See momma and mother they owned a lot of property They had a science lab in the basement And that’s where my free time Well were my time was spent I made a mouse with a chicken head it clucked 3 times Cluck Cluck Cluck then it was dead I made a lot of things though Like a frog with a turkey neck it was tha shit yeah But im still lonely I need a homie So I collected limbs and made me a zombie I could have made me a girlie friend But fuck that I got my girlie right here yeah You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity So this is like where you live That’s right why you don’t like it I mean oh my god it’s dirty Do you like? Hehe Shut up bitch Give me your tippie toes I used some many body parts it was crazy I killed a whole bunch of muther fucker like what 80 They all chipped in on my special friend Everything helps even if you got a finger to lend come on I hear the other children outside Keep it down you little bitches I’ll skin your fuckin hide Trunks full this parts wack Somehow I gotta attach this nut sack Shit fuck I’m sawing of an elbow Looking at the meter on my quazar zifter low Or better yet look out the fuckin window I see a storm comin it’s all most time to roll Screw the head on come on come It’s the dugish rugish bone OK it’s time hit the switch turn it up a hertz Fuck shit didn’t work You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity Hey Hey you call for a wrecker Sure did come on in I got the truck ready out side I’m gonna go ahead Oh muther fucko what you’d hit me With a fuckin frying pan or somethin What the fuck, You crazy muther fucko ow that shit hurts Come here I’m gonna fuck you up Get back here He’s trying to kill me It wasn’t always easy let me tell ya But fuck that uhh cause I ain’t no failure I put the shit with the veins and snip that wait a minute You here that Yeah It’s alive I just gotta wake it up Hand me that rock and rye Pour it in the cup and give it to his ass wait hold up pause I ain’t cleaning his draws man fuck that Get him set get 'im ready its all most time Paint his ugly ass face up almost like mine I see him twitching I’m on a roll He can help me tell the whole world about the carnival Turn the hertz all the way up for this shit And just wait for that lightning bolt to hit Did it work you make the call? Shaggy? What up Y’all? You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity (3x) and My Axe Lyrics I Love my faygo, my nyquil pills, shaggy, I love my buddies, my hatchetman, but I love my axe My axe iz my buddy, I bring him when I walk me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh me and my axe cut bigot spinal chords in half My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack my axe is my buddy, I never leave without him me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain [CHORUS 2x:] everybody everybody everybody run murdering murdering murdering fun swing swing swing chop chop chop swing swing swing chop chop chop My axe is my buddy, we right the planet's wrongs me and my axe leave bigots dead on richie lawns My axe is my buddy, he never make me cry me and my axe will leave a divot for your eye [TYLENOL INTERLUDE] My axe is my buddy, don't take him for a chump me and my axe will leave you hoppin' on a stump [CHORUS 2x:] interlude: look into the deadest tree, tell me baby wut you see don't you hear the branches cry, asking for the reasons why did they hang so many men, from the branches off of them why did humans make them play, with them in their evil way look into the moon's beam, can't you fathom what it's seen bodies dragging from a truck, driven by a bigot fuck why you think the heavens cry, acid rain and blizzard skys aint no covering the tracks, that's why I'm here and oh yes My axe is my buddy, he'll thump into your head me and my axe will make your white T-shirt all red My axe is my buddy, you let that dixie wave me and my axe will fuck your mother on your grave [TYLENOL INTERLUDE] My axe is my buddy, we both cry with the trees me and my axe will bring the devil to his knees [CHORUS 4X] the reason mad professor is my favoriate song is cause its the first icp song i heard and my axe is next cause i just like it alot. one last thing, its fucked up to change the name of a thread cause you dont like the music. who ever did it is a jackass and most likely a loser with no friends who has to take heir agression out on the net cause if they did it in real life theyd get beat down. chump. |
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