Suck My Dick - Soul Khan, O.I.S.D.

Ladies and gentlemen

Let’s get on some deep, intellectual

Super-scientifical shit, ha!

Suck my dick, lick my nuts (Repeats x4)

When the city collapses into splinters and ashes

Are you really going to be happy with them silly contraptions?

The iPod, the iPhone, oh, my god, is my home

Just another hard drive to hold shit that I own?

I know, I know, that it sounds a little cliche

MC so-and-so on the mountain getting preachy

Someone always twisting up your words like you’re T-Pain

But to keep that money right, you have got to remain

Silent as the moment when you’re lying in an open casket

And they ask how to divide up what you’re holding

Cash flow might slow your last cold night

But an asshole’s life’s still an asshole’s life

I want to smoke the same shit Castro likes

While dummy type honeys say «that's so tight»

Collect money like I passed go twice

And bet it on Decepticons in Hasbro fights

They say Americans are arrogant and fat

As the gats that they carry in Iraq

But I barely can attack

My own shadow, can’t load that ammo

It’s a grown man’s battle, they ain’t airing it on SMACK

When Ike Turner passed on his life’s work and passion

All we could remember was the wife that he slapped on

So even though the music is supposed to be the measurement

I’ll never lift an f’ing fist unless it’s in defense of this

Liberty to Rock Bells, even if the stock sales drop, well, I fell

In the land of the blind, you die or you talk Braille, tough as an ox tail

To travel this far when your car’s on the wrong rail

So, if you do connect with that future you’re expecting

You should use a breath mint and lose that stupid weapon

Boogaloo electric?

Nah, too broke

I told you all I know but I’m glad we spoke