Mandarines

[Chorus]
You rappers are out of order so i think i oughta
Blow you out the water like submarines
You'll understand if you listen to the lyrics that I'm spittin
Why my shit keeps hittin like tambourines
And there will be no excuses to deny the truth is
We've got more juices than mandarines
Tangerines, and apples put together
Down for whatever it's the band of your dreams

[Verse 1]
I will inform thee of the story as recorded so far
I'm a walking talking social faux pas
YO! I got no mobile phone and no car
But I'm a psycho on the mic though, just like yo yo ma
Is on violins I'm siamese twins
But I'm crammed inside a man with normal limbs
Goddamn, I'm singin' hymns like "la de da de dada"
And I'm still slamming when I'm jammin on a guitar
So hand me a cigar, and light the sucker up
Suck my dick or kiss my arse either way pucker up
'Cause i get the party started and I reunite the parted
When you would clear the room like somebody just farted
Topics are retarded but i keep it light hearted
Take it to the plain that remains uncharted
I got the know how so follow me now If ya dare i'm taking you where
Wallabies, cows and echidnas live, it's part of the trip, I'm not shitting ya kids
Of all you clowns, wanna be down, I'm doing the rounds for dollars and pounds
You'll be hollerin out ya collagen mouths "damn we're not in hollywood now!"

[Chorus]
You rappers are out of order so i think i oughta
Blow you out the water like submarines
You'll understand if you listen to the lyrics that I'm spittin
Why my shit keeps hittin like tambourines
And there will be no excuses to deny the truth is
We've got more juices than mandarines
Tangerines, and apples put together
Down for whatever it's the band of your dreams

[Bridge]
Pick a style any style and I bet I show ya how to rock it
Light up ya face like ya cock was in a power socket
And I just shocked it with 240 volts of raw
Electricity and now ya boltin for the door
Didn't mean to leave ya sore
I'm just hardcore rehearsin' man
And hell I mean well, Hell, I mean I'm well versed man
In the art of kickin it in public
Don't even start off what you've written will suck dick

[Verse 2]
Well I can tell from here what I'm smellin is fear
So let me spell it out DON'T YELL IN MY EAR
I'm right here and you're talking shit anyway
And we'll burn yas' to be Ernest like Hemmingway
You say I'm hard to swallow but I'm here to teach a lesson
If ya bite my style I'm a give you indigestion
So let me interject with a suggestion
Want some respect? use your intellect and speak with introspection

[Chorus]
You rappers are out of order so i think i oughta
Blow you out the water like submarines
You'll understand if you listen to the lyrics that I'm spittin
Why my shit keeps hittin like tambourines
And there will be no excuses to deny the truth is
We've got more juices than mandarines
Tangerines, and apples put together
Down for whatever it's the band of your dreams