Wittalittlebitta

[Verse 1: Whipstick, Mr. 8 Legz]
It's just another shitty day, kinda cloudy and grey
But I'm a total pluviophile, hoping it rains
What can I say? Word around the web is that we killed it last night
Well, that means I got another body to hide
So now I stepped outside with extra lye and shovels
Just to find that I'll survive the puddles
Slippin' deeper than, deeper than the deepest end
But I'm not defeated like, really, I mean it even if
Both socks was drenched and I tripped into the fence
Splittin' my face in half, wouldn't have no regrеts
And that's why I call my best friend Mr. 8 Legz
Hе's there to remind me so kindly I needed to think straight
Don't sweat the small stuff, eliminate the stress
But hurry up, bury the body up to the neck
And that's when I get to relive the replay
By kindly rewinding and finding myself a new clean tape
Woah! Yo, we outta control
We plotting world domination from the side of the globe
It never goes how we want it and that blows but we got it
So we grow hydroponic, keep the flows diabolic
It's like that, like this and it's all alright
'Cause I'll never go alone on a solo flight
It's like that, like this and my bro's so tight
Yo, tell 'em how it goes! Hey, we all alright!

[Chorus: Dubbs, Whipstick, Mr. 8 Legz]
With the dark clouds hanging above
And the whole town's painted with blood
Wit a little bitta *drum* and a little bitta
Hahaha, it's alright
With the dark clouds hanging above
And the whole town's painted with blood
Wit a little bitta *squirt* and a little bitta
Hahaha, it's alright

[Verse 2: Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
I do my best to avoid negativity (Yup)
But every now and then a little bit will get to me
Then I get this imagery where I begin envisioning
Tracking down this sack of shit and stealing his identity
Ruining his credit then I fuck up his marriage
Get him fired from his job, make him down and embarrassed
Set fire to his crib, now he lives with his parents
And I'ma slaughter him, can't be identified by appearance
Never mind, I'm just stressed, need to fix this
Three seconds in my day adding to the hit list
Then I had the bright idea to call up Whipstick (That's me!)
Tell him how it is, now we 'bout to handle business
Got his addy, bitch about to get mangled
Broke into his garage, dragged him out by his ankles
Spit in his face and told him this about to be painful
Decapitate him with blades, overnight him to angels
I'm so happy that I'm able to do this
Go out and behead a nuisance for pure amusement semi nightly
(Truth) I'm so thankful that my motherfucking best friend's
A goddamn sociopath just like me (True!)
It's like this, like that and it's all alright
'Cause I'll never go alone on a solo flight
It's like this, like that and my bro so tight
Yo, tell 'em how it goes, dog! And we all alright!

[Chorus: Dubbs, Whipstick, Mr. 8 Legz]
With the dark clouds hanging above
And the whole town's painted with blood
Wit a little bitta *slide* and a little bitta
Hahaha, it's alright (It's alright)
With the dark clouds hanging above
And the whole town's painted with blood
Wit a little bitta *cymbal* and a little bitta
Hahaha, it's alright
With the dark clouds hanging above (Oh yeah)
And the whole town's painted with blood (Everywhere)
Wit a little bitta *crash* and a little bitta
Hahaha, it's alright
With the dark clouds hanging above (Yeah)
And the whole town's painted with blood
Wit a little bitta *applause* and a little bitta
Hahaha, it's alright (Woo!)
With the dark clouds hanging above
And the whole town's painted with blood
Wit a little bitta *scream* and a little bitta
(Come the fuck on, man) It's alright (God)
With the dark clouds hanging above (Sheesh)
And the whole town's painted with blood
Wit a little bitta *wiggle* and a little bitta

[Outro: Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
Dude that was three times too many
It's Alright
God