Alphabet Insanity
Mac Lethal Lyrics
Alphabet Insanity Lyrics
Alphabet Insanity by Mac Lethal
with an anecdotal algorithm made of Adamantium.
I'm like an Adderrall-addicted anaconda or an alcoholic or an a**hole like A-Rod, no anabolics.
But I brutally and beautifully butcher the banging beat.
Brushing bubbly all over your booby and booty beef,
'cause I'm a carpenter - I come carving your carcass.
Leaving all these carp fish crushed on the carpet.
Crumbling chron in Colorado with my Cal cronies.
I'm cramming it full of condiments like it's a Calzone.
Delicious! I didn't drive and drink.
Whether diamonds or dimes, man, I'm diving deep like an electric eel.
I'm elegantly eloquent, and every cent I've ever earned just entered me in the election.
I got eleven brains like an enormously educated Einstein with Elephantitis of the erection.
A freak! I'm fighting with a flatfooted felon.
Five falcons just flew to a fountain and fell in.
Googling googly-eyed girls to get inside.
Golly gee from Glasgow to Guatemela's gentrified.
A hippopotamus is high on heroin, he heckles me,
and hires Haitian Hank to hand his ho a hysterectomy.
In hateful hieroglyph I hurl out hyperbolic hubris,
and hang with Hipster Helen, that's the hooker with the huge hips.
I'm ill. I'm Icarus. I ignite idiots in idioms and issues.
Jumpy jargon I joust like Jacare jiving Japanese judo and jiu-jitsu.
Killing them like a kid, got a kilogram of ketamine for Kwanzaa.
Knit a kimono made out of komodo dragon skin.
Rich like a Klingon that be kicking it at the Kremlin,
but I'm kicking through your door, call me Kramer Kardashian.
Lethal. Literally litter a little limerick that be littler than a Leprechaun.
A menace that'll manifest the melancholy mayhem,
making a metamorphosis until I'm mechanized like Megatron.
Nick Nolte, a nerdy native of Nebraska, needs a neon ninja and a nectarine from NASA.
Ominously, I mean it's obvious you see a orthodontist oozing out oodles of onomatopoeias.
Oswalt Patton picking a pocket, plucking a patent.
I pickle purple poop in Patron for pure passion.
I got a question, got to quiz ya:
Let's step on the gas and go quicker. Uh.
Really getting ready for the revolution.
Reeled a rotten rhythm ring around the Russian Ronda Rousey resort.
Serve a simple sentiment, a simile that's smoking like a sheet of Sudafed.
I'm swiftly swimming like a seahorse.
Titties on Atilla tell a teller that'll toe-tag.
Terminator gun inside a turtle-tattered totebag.
Thugs are unamerican, unattractive and unwanted as an ugly pair og UGGs.
Vivid and vivaviously venomous with the wicked wombats only walking where women is.
Getting xenophobic at the Xanadu.
XOXO, yippee-ki-yay.
Yours truly, Mac.
Yes, yo!
Oh, sh*t, I forgot Z... Zebra.
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