more song (For the maker) Chickenman, chickenman On the road to Athens I saw a dead deer on the highway I slipped into a desert Five prairie dogs and a rabbit
by the hair and drag her across the Sahara (Bitch!) You aware of this rap terrorist with a therapist With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his
dog now (Hands don't stay long) Drives himself behind Never sleep with the deepest man Who starts out with the smallest car And now a piece of junk Eating rabbits
in a coma, the lieutenant's on a drunk; the owner's in his cabin with his special friend, the monk; the midget's on the bridge, dispensing platitudes and junk
ma grab it Turn around stares to your face and I jab it Drop you, like one of those ill bad habits Hunt you, like a hillbilly huntin a rabbit Cuttin niggaz
out to the way out to the setting sun The muskrat and the bullfrog The rabbit and the skunk Old barns full of blue sky Backyards full of junk Flat
Christina Aguilera When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist With a hair up his ass like a rabbit
them the air is rarified but you don't give a damn 'cuz the groove is hellafied grew up punk, listening to funk I'm a hyper type of fella that does not touch junk
no jaevla fucking spider - Well, I don't torture bunnies - I do my hop and jump - So don't come running winning - When your embryo is junk - I'm a black rabbit
a coma, the lieutenant's on a drunk; the owner's in his cabin with his special friend, the monk; the midget's on the bridge, dispensing platitudes and junk
grab it Turn around stares to your face and I jab it Drop you, like one of those ill bad habits Hunt you, like a hillbilly huntin a rabbit Cuttin niggaz
Aguilera When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist With a hair up his ass like a rabbit
cat say Fuck around with Fasion get your whole shit bit Spend crazy years with the blues pay dues Before I met the Psycho is in the junk yard juice But