Straight Outa Randburg lyrics

by

Watkin Tudor Jones


Uh
f*ck- f*ck Crazy Monkey
And all you other siff secondhand, parasitic losers
Pumping my ideas
Curse you all to a life of bad luck
Hope you all go to hell when you die

MC Totally Rad, know-what-I'm-saying
f*ck it

Straight outta Randburg-uh
Crazy motherf*cker named Van der Merwe
Used to eat the hamburger
Now I'm a very thin vegetarian

Plus I got some hairy skin, check out my chest
My girlfriend get a bloodstain on the back of her dress
So I go to the 7-11 grab a pack of Lil-lets
Sometimes I start having so much fun that I can't even think
I’ll slip a tampon in your drink
I'm kinda like sorta probably perhaps
Hit you with the, uhm, hit you with the facts
Like a secretary, keep my transmission legendary
You better believe, I’m liver than a cemetary
Draw sperm up my spine now I got semen in skull
Get deeper I kick it like Steven Seagal
So don't play baby [?]
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