Mike Wazowski

[Verse 1] Hi, I'm Spike, I'm the dragon in town Shackle me down, never tappin' it out Cause I'm back with them jackals that jack in her mouth And I crack open rascals no hassles Hi, I'm Spike Friendly neighborhood rap singer Crap slinger Sash-bringing, dash-pinging, hash-slinging-slasher Flux Capacitor, gravity smasher Gravity hammer, Dutch Master asher Ashes to ashes to ashes to ashes Ashes to smashed ladies' asses React 'bout as fast as some trapped molasses Spike's 'bout as classic as babies with sunglasses ... Getting my ass licked like chap stick Stacks thick, track's sick Dragon has your sword, and your axe, and they're plastic... Not the one you wanna sass, kid Whitest kid you know, and the one you wanna rap with [Verse 2] Uhhh... ... Rap game Michael Cera Twitter feed, Eye Thundera, Thundercats HO! Creeping in that icy area under that snow What's he mean? You don't have to fucking ask [OOOOOHHHH!] Oh no he didn't Flow's flowy, Prose prism Prose prison poetry, foes didn't know until he Blows in the hole like Nintendo DS Microphones Spit your verse first, or better leave that fucking mic alone So sick it's catchy, rolls with the jetskiis Rows thick in Chechney, Ho, friggin' bet me I take 'em double-team like Bateman, check me ... Bateman as in the guy from American Psycho Doubles Guy [Verse 3] Uh.. Don't just stare at it, eat it And yeah, pass the Wheat Thins I'm coming up the same way as pastors who greet kids On elevators, I demonstrate the beef Of a very hated creep, but I'm actually a sweet kid I like long walks on the beach And long talks about sweet things like ice cream treats and Three-day weekends and sliced white pizza Slice-and-diced teachers and jokes about the Holocaust See? I got her to holla, but how much did the holla cost? Cold-hearted like, on the rocks I'm poppin' nollies, popping molly-poppers off the mall Lots of black, but more white, soccer ball Like three more eyes than what I guess the song is called Sucker MC's getting squashed, Frogger ... Spike