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Overripe, fresh skeezed, California females 
With three inch cherry red press-on Lee nails 
Reach into my mind for the rhymes I'm seeking 
Like a garbage bag full, overflowing, now it's leaking 
 
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair 
So I can climb up and get into your underwear 
You rat soup eating, test cheating, no business punk 
You're insecure born in the junkyard with the junk 
 
You've gone wet look crazy, messed with your head 
You fucked around and wound up with the bald skin head 
You're all mixed up like pasta primavera 
Yo, why'd you throw that chair at Geraldo Rivera man? 
 
'Cause one man's ceiling is another man's floor 
Yo, get that money out your ass you whore 
I brought her upstairs onto the roof 
I dogged your wife and she is a doofus 
 
What goes around, comes around 
What goes around, comes around 
What goes around, comes around 
What goes around, comes around 
 
Chosen bound 
Pull me down 
 
Yo holmes, your nose is brown 
 
Clean B, cleaning the G spot. You know that we've got 
The dolomite house and you have not 
Look out my window look over the city 
With two black eyes, your girl ain't that pretty 
 
Why you wanna beat that brat with a bat? 
Why you wanna treat your girl like that? 
Living in the rat race smoking rat weed 
Well you reap what you sow, when you plant the seed 
 
Bum cheese on rye with ham and prosciutto 
Got more Louie than Phillip Rizzuto 
 
What goes around, comes around 
What goes around, comes around 
What goes around, comes around 
What goes around, comes around 
 
What goes around, comes around 
What goes around, comes around 
What goes around, comes around 
What goes around, comes around 
 
Funky, like penicillin 
Funky, like panasaurus 
 
Doris the finkasaurus