[Intro: R. Lee Ermey & Ruby da Cherry]

"Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who's the slimy little communist shit twinkle-toed cocksucker down here who just signed his own death warrant? Nobody, huh? The fairy fucking godmother said it! Out-fucking-standing! I will P.T. you all until you fucking die!"

Uh

This a $crim beat

Uh, digging for all the facts, uh

Ruby da Cherry, yah

DJ $crim with that 808

[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]

You can catch me chillin' with the polar bears

Bogus fuckin' jokes on us sucka' punch

Dat D.A.R.E sweatshirt wearin' motherfucker $crim

Scarier Ric Flair, been there, done jack

Sack full of cash, backpack of hash

Grab that stash and dash, there ain't never a clash

Rip a flash

Swallow ya' soul through a flask

Grab that mask, and never look back

Black plague sick

Oh, wait—I meant to say $lick

Pissin' on his missin' Mrs, yeah

Uh

Dippin' the tip in the grip, and sippin' glory

Tippin' Maury

It's a fuckin' secret story

Kinda boring, yeah—

Uh

Stormin' in the southeast

Shit, it's really pouring, but I'm snorin'

Hit the alarm clock

While my stocks in farm blocks

Gets hot, like a pot

On the fuckin' stove oven top

[Interlude: R. Lee Ermey & Scrim]

"Hell, I like you. You can come over to my house and fuck my sister. You little scumbag! I've got your name! I've got your ass!"

$lick $loth

Work

[Verse 2: Scrim]

Ridin' solo, through Kyoto with fo' ho's

I'm a no-show (Eurgh) for more shows

Wanna tango

Drinkin' Faygo, maybe mango

Got a tan, ho

Couple ten bros

Make a fan go, to the van, ho

Fuck her mouth 'til the tears start pourin' out

I'm just chillin' eatin' pizza in a foreign house (Ha)

Quiet as a mouse, plottin' on a spouse

What's this all about? I don't even know (What?)

Only thing I know is that I'm throwed

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Sippin' and spillin'

Villians is chilling (Yeah, right)

Eatin' on children (Grrah!)

It's $crimmy the villain!

Got penicillin (Loaded)

Munchin' on Chilli's

Pop a few willies

Pop a few pillies (Bleurgh)

Bite a few titties

With my homeboy Timmy (Timmy)

Grippin' on semis

(Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)

[Bridge: R. Lee Ermey]

"—exactly three fucking seconds to wipe that stupid-looking grin off your face, or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you! One! Two! Three!"

"Sir, I can't help it, sir"

"Bullshit! Get on your knees, scumbag"

[Outro]

This is my rifle! This is my gun!

(This is for fighting! This is for fun!)