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Mac Lethal - Alphabet Insanity lyrics

Artist: Mac Lethal

album: Alphabet Insanity


I adamantly attack the alphabet
With an anecdotal algorithm made of Adamantium
I'm like an Adderrall-addicted anaconda or an alcoholic
Or an asshole, like A-Rod, no anabolics
But I, brutally and beautifully butcher the banging beat
Brushin' bubbly all over your booby and booty beef
'Cause I'm a carpenter, I come carvin' your carcass
Leaving all these carp fish crushed on the carpet
Crumble and chron' in Colorado with my Cal cronies
I'm crammin' it full of condiments like it's a calzone
Delicious, I didn't drive and drink
Whether diamonds or dimes, man, I'm diving deep like an
Electric eel, I'm elegantly eloquent and every cent I've ever earned
Just entered me in the election
I got eleven brains like an enormously educated Einstein with Elephantitis
Of the erection
A freak! I'm fighting with a flatfooted felon
Five falcons just flew to a fountain, and fell in
Googling googly-eyed girls to get inside
Golly gee from Glasgow to Guatemela, gentrified
A hippopotamus is high on heroin, he heckles me
And hires Haitian Hank to hand his hoe a hysterectomy
In hateful hieroglyph I hurl-out hyperbolic hubris
And hang with Hipster Helen, the hooker with huge hips
I'm ill, I'm Icarus, I ignite idiots in idioms and issues
Jumpy jargon, I joust like Jacare jivin Japanese Judo and Jiujitsu
Killin em like a kid, got a Kilogram of Ketamine for Kwanza
In a knitted Kimono made out of Komodo Dragon skin
I'm rich like a Klingon that be kickin it at the Kremlin
But I kicking through your door, call me Kramer Kardashian
Lethal, literally litter a little limerick
That be littler than a Leprechaun
A menace that'll manifest the melancholy mayhem
Makin a metamorphosis until mechanized like Megotron
Nick Nolte, a nerdy native of Nebraska
Needs a neon ninja and a nectarine from NASA
Ominously, I mean it's obvious you see a
Orthodontist oozing out oodles of onomatopoeia
Oswalt: Patton
Pickin a pocket pluckin a patent
I pickle purple poop in Patron for pure passion
I got a question, I gotta quiz ya
Let's step on the gas and go quicker, uh
Really getting ready for the revolution
Reeled a rotten rhythm ring around a Russia Ronda Rousey resort
Serve a simple sentiment a simile that's smokin
Like a sheet of Sudafed, I'm swiftly swimming like a seahorse
Titties on atilla tell a teller that'll toe tag
Terminator gun inside a turtle tattered tote bag
Thugs
Are un-American, unattractive and unwanted as an ugly pair of Ugg's
Vivid and vivaciously venomous
With the wicked wombats only walking where women is
Gettin xenophobic at the Xanadu
XoXo
Yippy-ki-yay!
Yours' Truly
Mac
YES YO!!!
Oh shit, I forgot Z... Zebra

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