Stuck

[Intro: Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
Fun Time!
Fun Time!
Hands up! What!
Horns up! Sit up
Hands up! What!
Horns up! Sit up
Fuck the whole world!

[Verse 1: Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
Take a seat, get settled in, Luchaflorida resident
Back up in this bitch like she forgot what I did and let me hit
Still a negative pessimist, tear the flesh off your bestie
While I'm edging, leavin' a hefty, messy sight for the next of kin
Best of friends making our return to your table
To act as a coaster while y’all go praising the label (Huh!)
Evil lives long over here so be grateful
That we keep on droppin' bombs in your ears, we know it’s painful
Crawling out the Ouija board covered in glitter
Fucking your sister, ain’t nobody coming at me who’s thicker
Grabbin' the stickers off the rack, watch me hit it front to back
Man, it’s so ridiculous but I’m sticking to the facts
Hit her with a bat, split her with an axe, drippin' with the gash
Stick you with the weapon, no pitter patter will make you last
Calling me the plunger 'cause I’m pulling up your shitty past
Like a couple sly cats, suffering fuckin' succotash

[Chorus: Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
If you fuck with us then you stuck with us
Keep your middle fingers up to them punks because
If you fuck with us, then you stuck with us
And we gon’ keep on rockin with y’all just because
It’s a fun time! Yeah, put your hands to the sky
Wave the motherfuckers like you was a victim of crime
Fun Time, bitch! Put your nose to the grind
I said we raisin’ the stakes, and ya's chasin' a line
Throw your hands up! Put those horns up!
Middle fingers get stuck like “Fuck the whole world!”
Fuck the whole world! (Fun Time!)
Fuck the whole world!

[Verse 2: Whipstick, Mr. 8 Legz]
Finna treat this like a robbery, take your hands and just stick 'em up
Listen up! Taking your dignity in particular
It's like I pantsed you in the middle of the gymnasium
Making up all of the rumors in your relationships
Bitch, take the plunge, major fun down here where we carry ‘em
Be aware that we arrogant, slightly impair then bury ‘em
Right next to your dreams, self esteem, everything that you care about
Unknown whereabouts! Call it a plus, no Paramount
It’s apparent that your parent was a verified bitch
Terrified for their lives and the fear that I’d live
Drive a knife through the windpipe, tonight’s when I get my
Revenge on the kids, leaving blood on my bibs
Leavin’ with their eyelids, keep ‘em with their license
Just to let you know I’m proud, stuck ‘em up on my fridge
Like, “Look what we about,” it ain’t us you ride with?
You gon’ find Super Fun Times up in your crib

[Chorus: Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
If you fuck with us then you stuck with us
Keep your middle fingers up to them punks because
If you fuck with us, then you stuck with us
And we gon’ keep on rockin with y’all just because
It’s a fun time! Yeah, put your hands to the sky
Wave the motherfuckers like you was a victim of crime
Fun Time, bitch! Put your nose to the grind
I said we raisin’ the stakes and you's chasin' a line
Throw your hands up! Put those horns up!
Middle fingers get stuck like “Fuck the whole world!”
Fuck the whole world!

[Verse 3: Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
Yeah, we came to do two things, I forget the first
And the second was sodomy Really? I don’t know, probably
Cattle prod and a bottle of alcohol is just all we need
To get this party going, giving out free botched lobotomies
We could have played Fallout but rapped this instead
We smashed a pick axe in back of your head
Now it’s back to your bed with your wife on her back like
“Here we go!” Blowing out, screaming in a cupped mic
Don’t look at the wallpaper! I’m just kidding, but don’t
Unless you wanna play victim handpicking slits in your throat
Digging a ditch, put you in, piss in it, call it a moat
Yo, it’d be dope if you float, but nope, you still lame as fuck when you're dead
Hey yo, we’re super duper offensive, like saying “F****t”
Got the total package, I sorta hate your face and wanna smack it
Fact is, we're not going anywhere bastards
Grab a tall glass of dicks and get plastered

[Outro: Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
If you fuck with us then you stuck with us
Keep your middle fingers up to them punks because
If you fuck with us, then you stuck with us
And we gon’ keep on rockin' with y’all just because
It’s a fun time!