The Cenobites - How The Fuck You Get A Deal lyrics

A&R? I'm lost and a little wack
Justnot like them other guys
Just a little wack i want a real record deal

A real record deal? Ok ummm, what ya do is
You're gonna get on your ashy ass knees
You're gonna suck some white cock
You're gonna take your left hand and
Grab my nuts for promotion
Ya gonna take the right one and
Tickle my anus for distribution
And what you're gonna do
You look like you can't dance a lick
So we're gonna get you two
Pairs of white converse
And some big fat butt big
Bitches from down south
With big ass lips to dance for you
We're gonna have somebody write your lyrics
Cause you're wack as fuck
And then we're gonna make you
A fuckin' star guy
Oh shit! Who's those fuckin guys? Who
The fuck are those guys? Wh-

Your shit is wack! how the
Fuck you get a deal?

I'm mad, ok, call me Doctor Giggles
With my Tonka toy trucks
Smearin' doo doo in the halls
I'm just a patient, yea
I'm on a second floor
Bellevue Creek on my medical tour
Yo hey Doc
Let me shoot my skin with some aqueousy
How come I see red, a fireman after me
Rappers better wait by the am-bu lance
Call they moms, X to emergency
You got a mouse in your throat
You need an operation
I take a Calico M and point and shoot it out
Make you think you fuckin' with a giraffe
Holdin' a shark face
Now how did that dog taste?
I was the man for years, we eatin' doberman
Jeffery Dahmer callled and said
Yo come over man
I rather spread out MCs then eat a wildebeest
Chew off his feet and bomb a Denorex, next
I put his shoes and the wig
And then a pickup truck
Kids are cryin', can't find the little dog
Hey Jimmy don't cry yo here's a little candy
Now Hefty garbage bag might could
Even come in handy i got some beers and a
Soda in a pick-up truck
You wanna hitchhike, I don't give a fuck
I ride around in towns like nothin' happen
Fingas snappin', Ol' The Killa' keeps rappin'
I move stop in a store, grab my M&M's
Drink my Yoo hoos, throw away my Slim Jims
It's the baldhead kid, I own a Volkswagen
The FBI knows he fuckin with my station wagon
I got no time for sleep, I know your address
Yes, what you gonna buy me for my birthday?

Your shit is wack! how the
Fuck you get a deal?

I'm in a world of shit, caught between deals
And foes forever
But executives are like eels
I pack reels and tax skills, mad kills
Call the EMS cause Black Steel is here
In the hour of chaos, some other Mayor
Blow his fuckin' ass away
My hybrid model 29 with
The twelve hundred FPS
Mad cutters wear the fuck the nine boots on
With my sticka, I can't forget promotion
Now I cause commotion
Like plasma in the ocean
I con taminate like a virus
I check the iris, fly this try this
You need Midas righteous when you know
I'm gonna beat that ass
Like ya local truant officer
I get in that officer, without a condom
I'm condescending
I find a blending of street savvy
And camouflage khaki
Don't forget that tech on ya neck
Who keeps hittin', pig kickin', boot lickin'
Always fryin' chicken
Pickin' pickin' kickin' like
Gettin' gettin' wickin'
New kicks from pickin'
I'm tickin' tockin' like diarrhia droppin'
Gimme a towel and wipe it on the walls
Like Keith
With peanuts, vultures are playin' basketball
Stomp em, chomp em with ya dentures
Human the adventures of the nigga'
With the snot clocka'
Chop ya like a ninja, when I injure
I'm on the ill shit
Like kickin' niggas in the nuts
I'm pourin salt in ya cuts
Ya cuts suck chuck suck ya nuts
So what's up with the fuckin' of
Ya sista' hit me up
Girl knees chucks like bees
Headin' from the slaughterhouse
I flip like a porter rock
Don't let me hear shit that ya lick
Since I bought a Glock cause
Now you bought yourself
The odds are in my favor, my rite feels s'ok
Cause devils won't save ya from
The man who'd take ya produced Anita Baker
I took her home and laid her
I hit her with a plate of this
Dick, she's rich so I ate her, fuck it
My nose in the bucket so I'll get it
Call me Ice Cream Unit cause
My shit is wicked


Wiggidyjat tat is the sound of my gat
As I clap a mothafucka' tryin'
To flip like an acrobat
D-giggidyjade tha record
Figgidy fuck tha mic checka'
Skigigidy skids I never sweat it
Cause it j'ain't no betta'
I used to play that hand way
Back 'bout a year ago
But ask about me now, "that niggas alone bro"
Tryin' to swing an f-beat
So brothas are you ready
Don lay the track so I rock it rap steady
Kid, your shit is wack
How the fuck you get a deal?
Your shit is wack
How the fuck you get a deal?

I want you to bend over
Cause I'm gonna fuck ya
I'm gonna keep on fuckin' ya until
You stay on my fuckin' label
I'm gonna get you two orange TECs
A white camouflage suit and some silver boots
I'm gonna shave your head
And send ya out as the crimson dynamo ok?
You're gonna be on tour 24 7, 7 days a week
365 days a year with an occasional day
Off to come suck this fuckin' dick
You're gonna love it kid
You're gonna be big