Colonel Jessup with ketchup, mix my last days with mayonnaise
Waiting for you to catch up, dismiss the pathways of man’s praise
See thru the weak few, think outside of Pandora’s lampshade
Survive and beat you, this ain’t what Cub Scout camp made
Ironic how I never deceive you, yet I’m Leaving your plans played
You shouldn’t a skipped thru the preview, you the glass and I’m Cascade
No one could believe you, so blatant you trashed a brand name
Still I won’t mistreat you, you took the risk, and I just shit on your campaign
Choose not to delete you, just tramp your back nigga the stamp’s plain
No need to believe you, your whole camps slack and lacks aim
Show you the love of what we do, it’s a fact that our backtracks gain
Ironic like how it’s hot inside an igloo, and how I have all the facts and won’t explain
Laughing out loud at your Voodoo, Even with Scooby snacks your nerve was all vain
The real in the crowd gon boo you, so just relax cuz shit will never be the same
A shame how a man will screw you, just for approval from the packs of lame
But shit it’s just what I’m used to, don’t wanna throw arms cuz I’ll JAX ya brain
In the end I’m the one that you lose to, from the stars, and I K-PAX the game.

Originally Posted by BWHAHA (Post 210398) he meant rumpelstitled lmaoa lol!