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Dateing Game by Icp  

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Dateing Game Let's meet contestant number one
He's a schizophrenic, serial killer clown
Who says, woman love his sexy smile
Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon
Sharon, what's your question?

Contestant number one,
I believe first impressions last forever
So let's say you were to come over to my parent's house
And have dinner with me and my family
Tell me what you would do to make
That first impression really stick

Let's see, hmm, well, I'd have to think about it
I might show up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it
I'd probably just show up naked like I always do
And look your momma in the eye and tell her, f**k YOU!!!
Hurry up b**ch, I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti
I'd pinch her loopy ass and tell her, Get the food ready!
Your dad will probably start tripping and get me p**sed
I'd have to walk up and bust him in his f**king lips!
It's dinner time, we hearing grace from your mother
I pull a forty out and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you this
You know for only 13, she got some big tits
After that, your dad will try to jump again
And only this time, I'd put the forty to his chin
After you mom does the dishes and the silverware
I'd dry-f**k her till I nut in my underwear

Now, let's meet contestant number two
He's a psychopathic, deranged, crackhead freak
Who works for the Dark Carnival
He says women call him stretch nuts
Sharon, let's hear your question

I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotions
A man who expresses himself in his own special way
Number two, if you fell in love with me
Exactly how would you let me know? baby

First thing, I could never love you
You sound like a richie-b**ch, yeah, f**k YOU!!!
But if I did, I'd probably show you that I care
By taking all these other motherf**kers outta here
I'd go through your phone book and whack em all
And find contestant number one and break his f**king jaw (what?!)
Anyone who looked at you, would have to pay
I'd be blowing f**king nuggets off all day
I'd grab your titties and stretch em down past your waist
Let em go, and watch em both spring up in your face
I'd sing love songs to you, the best I can
Get you naked, and hit it like a CAVEMAN!!!
When we go to the beach and walk through the sand
I throw a little in your face and say, I'm just playin
As you spit it all out, I'd rub your back
And grab your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack!!

Well it sounds like contestant number two
Is just over-flowing with sensativity, Sharon
It's a tough choice so far
Sharon, let's have your last question and
See which one is going to win the rights to your neden

Okay, if we were at a dance club, and you both noticed me at the
same time. Tell me, how would you each get my attention, and what would
your pick up line be? Well, whoever's the smoothest wins!

Okay, first I'd slide up to the bar
And tell you that I can't believe how f**king fat you are
I'd tell that I like the way you make your titties shake
And if you lost a little weight, you'd look like Rikki Lake!

f**k that, you'd be jacking me quick
I'd order you a drink and stir it with my dick
And then to get your attention in the crowded place
I'd simply walk up and stick my nuts in your face

Yeah, freak with your nuts, yeah, that'll get her
Tell her that's she fat, yeah, that'll work even better
Look, f**k you, I got a strong rap
sh*t, you don't want contestant number two
He's mad-wack

I walk into a barn and there he was
Standing up on a bucket, eww, trying to f**k it
It was a big f**king smelly, ass farm llama
Damn dawg! Are you gonna diss your momma?



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