Mars Bars

By Teeawgo

On Soul

Released on March 23, 2012

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So far, got more Mars Bars than barbarians

Clashing swords, Thor hammer, see where gods carry him

More fish in the sea, look towards the sharquarium

They say he's down to earth, that just means they wanna bury him

Barium enema up in your intestines bruh

Get shitted out by Minute Mouse, the pussy wasn't scared of him

Compared to him? Fair to none, no one's as courageous

Shriveled up and purple, Courage munching on some raisins

I'm amazingly cowardly dog, rations are hourly bought

Raining on them, steadily locating the cloud that he sought

But it never thundered, just a light drizzle

My spizzles jizzle rhyme riddles like timed missiles

"Bye bizzles!" said the biggest bitch of them all

"I'll give you a call, soon as I'm in the minister's hall"

Quit, stick to your fall, bawl, more pretentious than a peacock

Shed your fucking feathers while we watch, biyatch

Rocking crocs and Reeboks, kid check your swagger

Double take, three, does that shit really matter?

All the piss in my bladder cannot express my anger

For strangers, majority superiority, an anchor

Should hit y'all over the head, I'm kind of sick of bottom feeders

Ass-kissers better pass quicker like they follow speeders

Kilomillamameters, riding on a camel

NASCAR race but I forgot to buy some flannel

Switching channels, yeah tune in, y'all can see me do recitals

Where's my handles? I'm riding on a unicycle

"You should review the Bible, point you in the right direction"

But my perception is hard to change like my erection

And I will mind to mention that I believe in God

But I don't agree with all the scriptures, does that mean I'm wrong?

Does that mean I'm a no-do-gooder like Lucifer?

Blast me off to Jupiter where stupidest is stupider

Who is her? Mars Bars, fruit like Mother Nature

Can't believe I got her, she's hotter than Sun's equator

Nothing greater to a dork than winning quarters for jawbreakers

And lawmakers accuse lawbreakers, they all haters

And Las Vegas is where I'm headed after all this

Maybe acknowledge college, abolishing all my promises

It's nada nada, got a shot at maracas, I'm modest

Juggle fire on tightrope while counting out the caucus

My cock is doodling, maneuvering, the newest king

The Dumlie and Nujabes mindset that I'm soon to bring

With Pumbaa and Timon singing Hakuna Matata

While bringing food to your mama and sinking boom to Osama

Commas, colons, question marks, and periods can't stop me

Exclamation points are disjointed, you best to copy

The proxy of this forced laughter hardy har har

Forever getting phatter with these Mars Bars