How the Fuck You Get a Deal The Cenobites

[Intro]

[Kool Keith]
A&R? I'm lost and a little wack, just...not like them other guys, just a little wack
I want a real record deal

[Record Executive]
A real record deal? Ok. Ummm, what ya do is
You're gonna get on your ashy ass knees, you're gonna suck some white cock
You're gonna take your left hand and grab my nuts for promotion
Ya gonna take the right one and tickle my anus for distribution
And what you're gonna do, you look like you can't dance a lick
So we're gonna get you two pairs of white converse
And some big fat butt big bitches from down south with big ass lips to dance for you
We're gonna have somebody write your lyrics, cause you're wack as fuck
And then we're gonna make you a fuckin' star guy

Oh shit! Who's those fuckin guys? Who the fuck are those guys? Wh-

[Chorus: 8x]
Your shit is wack! how the fuck you get a deal?

[Kool Keith/Rhythm X]

I'm mad, ok, call me Doctor Giggles
With my Tonka toy trucks, smearin' doo doo in the halls
I'm just a patient, yea, I'm on a second floor
Bellevue Creek on my medical tour
Yo hey Doc, let me shoot my skin with some aqueousy
How come I see red, a fireman after me
Rappers better wait by the am-bu-lance
Call they moms, X to emergency
You got a mouse in your throat, you need an operation
I take a Calico M and point and shoot it out
Make you think you fuckin' with a giraffe
Holdin' a shark face
Now how did that dog taste?
I was the man for years, we eatin' doberman
Jeffery Dahmer callled and said, yo come over man
I rather spread out MCs then eat a wildebeest
Chew off his feet and bomb a Denorex, next
I put his shoes and the wig and then a pickup truck
Kids are cryin', can't find the little dog
Hey Jimmy don't cry yo here's a little candy
Now Hefty garbage bag might could even come in handy
I got some beers and a soda in a pick-up truck
You wanna hitchhike, I don't give a fuck
I ride around in towns like nothin' happen
Fingas snappin', Ol' The Killa' keeps rappin'
I move stop in a store, grab my M&M's
Drink my Yoo-hoos, throw away my Slim Jims
It's the baldhead kid, I own a Volkswagen
The FBI knows he fuckin with my station wagon
I got no time for sleep, I know your address
Yes, what you gonna buy me for my birthday?