Meatwad
Danger Doom in the hizzy!
Widdy widdy widdy widdy widdy widdy widdy we
We need food

Carl
Whare you doin there?

Meatwad
I'm rappin

Carl
Yeah... no, no I see that - what for?

Meatwad
Money - that and...
I wanna get some steady bitches and hoes
And some candy for my nose
Some diamond stones, to roll with my chrome and..

Carl
Hey, genius. You even know what that means?

Meatwad
Uh-uh - what does it mean?

Carl
Where's the keyboards, and the
tambourine, and the guitar
And you know, I mean - the stuff
that like, white people like

Meatwad
We had a piano

Carl
Somethin bad-ass, like uhh, I don't know
Like uhh, REO Speedwagon or somethin

Meatwad
Hell yeah!

MF Doom
Aiyyo, I know this dude right
Carl, he wore tight blue sweats
but wasn't glued too tight
All he had upstairs was a crude light
You think that's weird? He lived
next door to a food fight
Howdy Danger, much obliged for the beat God
Even though you still eat lard, by the Meatwad
Mesquite charred, speakin of which or who
Voice all squeaky like they
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A cuhnk of burned up witch's brew, get your crew
See if they can't get pat the stench of the stew
It stank like a septic tank full of big poo
He mostly only turned into a frank or a igloo
Switch your view to the brother with the fried dreads
Not to be confused with the
incense selling thai heads
His name rhymes with Mike-Cock
You could call him livewire, eye sockets, Frylock
Able to shoot electricity through his eyeballs
And blast all through your single
sided brick and drywall
More interesting than professional wrestling
When he's online, you can find
him on Instant Pestering
What's up with your boy? He's not a soft or hot drink
Whoever don't like it could suck
his straw, it's hot pink
On some junk like Gucci on a classy ho
Might splash you in the face with nuclear pistachio
Make a fast break, or that'll be the last mistake
that ass'll make is what you get for
messin with Master Shake
Look out, don't block the screen son, lunge across
Tryin to watch Adult Swim,
"Aqua Teen Hunger Force!"
Rock this cult hymn, sock your mean younger boss
Psht - Adult Swim, "Aqua
Teen Hunger Force!"
He often wondered, should he get the
logo tatted to his woody?
He could be "#1 in the hood, G!"
Easily

(*BEEP!!*}

Master Shake
Shake callin, he heh
You know I wa-ahhhhhhaaaaeehh
I'd just got off the phone with somebody else and uh
that wasn't about you
That was about me being upset about something else
I shouldn't have called you but I did, cause I just
I like you so much, I'm REALLY looking
forward to us working together
And just, as of now that I'm calm
And after I've apologized
profusely - probably too much
I am available, call me doggie - woof!

{*phone hangs up*}