Dr. Octagon, Jacky Jasper - Call the Cops lyrics

Jacky you keep them rollers in your hair
With that plastic on your head huh?
Maaan, hey Keith who did your jheri
Curls man? They look good
I seen y'all this morning on Cops man
They had y'all pictures
All your profiles and everything
Y'all should stay low gene called
He need five dollars

Ultimate focus behind your neck kid
We flex with tecs on your lyrical index
Stop the masses, rotate the fastest
Afro jheri curl world, get ignited
Reinvited on your Main Sources
Like the enforcers
Submachines spray your Liberace pianoes
Freestyle ambulances
Bring out your new dancers
While y'all can't rap, we took your Ampex
We have protective custody


Got your face disgustin me-with
Animal like instincts
I left a dead gorilla in a skating rink
Penetrate your Gap jeans with
Black & Decker machines
Alternate your skullies
Catch dead rats in Saran Wrap
Put used diapers on your windshield wipers
Make you eat your own feces
Sell your LinnDrum Alesis
Pull out your colon, leave your gland swollen
Uncircumcised between your mom's thighs
That's right, with a face like Michael Myers
I clip the ears off your
Bodyguards with bloody pliers
Bound to eat a German shepherd
In the Mojave desert
While y'all talk gangster
I push body parts in shopping carts
Leave wigs on streets on Melrose
So coroners can smell those
Arms for three days
With three legs in the backseat
Y'all get the back heat -
With the police department
Scared to look in my apartment
Three weeks ago I dumped a bag
Of legs with beer kegs
Went to Ralph's and bought a
Six pack and some eggs
Seen my face in the paper with a beard
Went home and shaved
Took out your bodies in the pickup truck
Back to the grave
Drinkin Yoohoo's and donuts
Y'all punks think I'm so nuts
Walkin in hospital rooms like
The black Dr dooom
Push you in the wheelchair, out the window
Down the steps like Ironside
You run and hide handicapped with no maps
I'm after you to throw gas at you


The FBI got our fingerprints
Heavy big weights
We move to alternate states
(the projects call the cops)
The FBI got our fingerprints
Heavy big weights
We move to alternate states
(the projects call the cops)
The FBI got our fingerprints
Heavy big weights
We move to alternate states
(the projects call the cops)
The FBI got our fingerprints
Heavy big weights
We move to alternate states

Jacky Jasper with illegal drugs
Somethin for the thugs
A bag of penises with twenty butt plugs
Persian rugs, with dead bodies on it
Call Columbo, who done it? Solve it
And I'll revolve it
And hold it, to the wolves, to the hogs
To the dogs
Vagina with bugs rubs, cubs getting fellatio
Ratio fo' sho, positive why die live
Comatose tomato juice and cherry
Hose and toast
Santa Anna, Barbara at the Barberry coast
Most chicks licks black holes
Village exposed
Wastin my children on her clothes
Some went up her nose, suppose
I penetrated your neck with a Bic pen
With a belt around my waist like book me
Don't ask my neighbors, bodies dead
69 flavors
Behavior's, smokin glass with coleslaw
Hangin out your ass
Take a blast, I'm travellin fast, past
A nymphomaniac, diggin up corpse
I'm a necrophiliac
Gettin my chick back, hittin up smack
Had that head bobbin, joggin, cyclin
Recycling
Conniving, arrive in hearse drivin it's even
Seven heads ten horns believe in, evil demon
Ask Stellar Steven, retreatin, you're beaten
Eaten dead puss
Sardine can smell from here to Hell
A gladiator with tights under disco lights
Blowin a harmonica
Yo in Santa Monica in a Honda named Basil
Night fall the press crossdress
Your name Rhonda
Call McGerrit, call Dan-O, call Chino
5-0 rollin in a pinto
From Ohio, Toledo down to San Pedro
Believe me hoe, I sold Kurtis the Blow