Friendly Neighborhood G-Mo

Hey there kids Welcome back to the friendly neighborhood gmo show! Everything is filth Kill your parents [Verse 1] I wear a psychiatric hospital gown with no draws And my ass is hairy/ I don't fuck with y'all, All of my Friends are imaginary/ Everything about me is grouchy and unsanitary Hate women and I'm anti- letting faggots marry/ My vocabulary prevents me from being big DJs won't even spin my shit they just repeat the trend/ So I held a daycare center hostage, sweet revenge Play me on the radio and maybe I'll release the kids!/ Fuck trying to shop a deal, I need to talk to Dr. Phil Before I fill this clip with hallow tips and find a cop to kill/ They locked me in Pandora's box, all hope was lost until Someone spilled the blood of 60 Christians and unlocked the seal/ My thoughts are filled with twisted fantasies dark illusions And visions of humans piled on a grill BBQ'n/ I don't want to touch your heart with music I want to physically touch your heart snatch it out your chest, rip it apart and chew it!/ I'm on the edge Cuz and I'm smoking bed bugs I'll cut off your fucking calves, now all you have is leg nubs/ I'm a hematomaniac, that means when I see red blood It gets my dick two times harder than special ED was/ This is ain't a rap, this is a mother fucking cry for help I can't control the epic three headed monster inside myself/ When you niggas find my dead body hanging behind the shelf Do me a favor put my cock away, and untie the belt/ [Chorus] (Now sing along kids, sing along! x4) It's hardcore rap and the beats are bomb The days of sagging ass MCs are gone Turn off that soft shit, G-Mo Skee is on! (Now sing along kids, sing along! x4) My Niggas finna disturb the peace 'till dawn INF Gangs back and the team is strong Turn off that pussy shit, G-Mo Skee is on! [Verse 2] Back to our regularly scheduled program 80 pound crack head bitches finna get choke-slammed I don't come for one person, I murder the whole clan Then clothe the bodies in bubble wrap like they fuck with Zoltan! My brain is too warped and wicked I just made reservations at my favorite restaurant: The Abortion clinic! There's nothing more delicious I'll show up to a fuckin' pro-life protest rally with a mic and perform a snippit Lyrical child abuse don't play my shit around the youth Christmas hasn't been the same since they found out the truth I'm too for real, that nigga Morpheus told me to choose a pill I chose the shrooms, now I'm ass-naked runnin' through a field!