[intro: MF X, Frank Zappa]

You are now tuning in to hot 248.7 radio

Next up is tenkller with his new song “MF X”

Hope y’all enjoy… its heat

(the jar is under the bed!)

(living in a jar!)

Yo, they call me MF X

Runnin round with bitches and runnin…

(living in a jar!)

Aight, can you change it?

(living in a jar!)

Yeah yeah, i ain't fuckin with the beat (you dont fuck with the beat?)

Yeah cool (yea i gotchu i got-)

[verse]

Yo, they call me MF X

Runnin round with bitches and runnin up the checks

Muhfuckas say im up next

The next best to test the mic but really rest instead

I dont like you bitches, slice yall necks instead

Need meds to calm myself down and get up off the walls

And get my dick all in her jaws, for one last time

As i watch it all fall down

Downtown where the clowns stay round and mow down the ground

They found the key to open the mound

So sound the alarms cause muhfuckin X arming his armies

With a milli rounds of ground coffee now

The versatility in the man is as confusing as his duality

And he following no faggots fallacies

Figure i would find him bumping figaro on five fucking phones

Assuming he was the X

Kill the fuckin rest of the mets and leave texas dressed up in guess

Slicin the sissy bitches kissin bout 50 wrists

And

I dont fucking know where this story’s goin

Im toting bout 9 milli’s while the goldies rollin out

Stealing from the bears, im the big bad wolf

Comin to give you a scare, and make the story fair

The porridge wasn't cold, the porridge wasn't hot

They all were just right, but you just a blonde bitch

With bountiful bands from your brothers and birthgivers

Mercy on my figures and breakin all my fingers

[outro]

But when im on the mic, its wraps

Like, im fire

Anyways, bye (yuh!)