Nacho Man

[Intro: Macho Man Randy Savage] "I'm talkin' about the greatest Intercontinental Champion that ever lived, the Honky Tonk Man is out of line, yeah! Cuz I am the greatest Intercontinental Heavyweight Champion that ever lived and I am the greatest professional wrestler that ever lived, and I'm livin' now, yeah, right now, uh huh." [Verse 1: Nacho Picasso] Bad blood, bad vibes and bad luck Bad sluts ODing in my bathtub Gave my ex a back rub with a Mack truck Did her like a speed bump then I backed up Sue me bitch, I'm racked up Wanna act up, get smacked up Off Xanny bars, I was half drunk I was blacked out when she ran up Hold up can't stand up Someone help me pull my pants up Police came, I put my hands up But thank god I put them grams up And them bands up, I get dandruff Head and shoulders, bust mad nuts Where's Nacho? He at Mad Cuts Like Where's Waldo? Off mad dust Air fresheners we don't need funk [?] all in our trunk We'll spray Febreeze, we'll leave you slumped We'll air it out, whole crew is skunk So all you do is duck, like a Buddhist monk I had your girl, and your crew is bunk I gave her D, all she do is flunk That's a passing grade, but who gives a fuck? Fucked her in the butt, never took it in the rump Then she broke up when she couldn't take a dump I'm Bad Santa, I got bad manners Got bad grammar, bad bladders In Atlanta I had asthma LSD in my bandana I’m Santana, blam the hammers Need Dr. Frasier not Kelsey Grammer Fucking Chelsea Handler, I’m the Mad Hatter My nose is red, if I had antlers I'm Rudolph and my clan Prancer Pestilence, AIDS and cancer Sorry Sway you ain't have the answers I smashed the bitch while I was watching Manswers Obnoxious bastard, wrapped in hazard Tape wearing BAPE, going ape, I'm plastered In wake of the wraith, hold your fate I mastered The way that I flav', you could write a chapter I crawled out the grave, threw a rave, a rapture Fuck a damn dispatcher, all they heard was laughter [Hook x2] We don't give a fuck about your name 'Bout your name, mane We don't give a fuck who you bring It's all the same, we all insane It's all the same, we all insane Can't complain mane [Verse 2: Nacho Picasso] Sacrificial virgin bitch Gave her to the dirtiest Flirtiest, unworthiest Nacho, he the merciless He don't know what mercy is The hungriest and thirstiest Couldn't get a Hershey kiss Now get off me you thirsty bitch I'm Halloween, no trick-or-treat She met the trick, had dick to eat Your main chick, come lick my sneaks But she could roll my grass like football cleats Insomniacs, baby we don't sleep Just toss and turn, we bench for weeks We play for keeps, play keep-away We reek of yay, and spend a G a day Like [Hook] [Outro: Macho Man Randy Savage] Unbelievable. Time-distortion, space is the place...(inaudible)...go down that lonesome highway, yeah! But don't be at the dice, no, reincarnation doesn't have to be. You can concentrate and you can, uh, (But) its called telepathy. (But the beat goes on?) But the beat goes on Nacho, Nacho, Nacho, Nacho [Repeats in background] [Reporter] Can I ask you a question Macho Man? [Macho Man] No more questions! (echoes)