Weerd Science Girl, Your Baby's Worm Food Lyrics:
intro
Hey, what's up? This is a true story, about a girl
I know. Not like Return of the Living Dead was a
true story, this is... there's been no
fabrications. This is all true, exactly the way I
saw it. Listen up.
Chorus
Girl, awooo, I gotta tell you somethin. (You
listening?) Hey. If you really knocked up by my
homie, ima punch you in the stomach. Ho. There you
go, it's your name. He don't mean it. No. Girl you
better count your dough, cuz this August your man
is leavin. Bitch.
Verse
Come on girl you do the math. He's already takin
care of your three other kids Without a question
asked and now your gonna ask him to have the baby?
What are you? Crazy? You were done by four kids,
by four different fathers. Haven't you ever heard
of a thing called condoms? How come none of the
other babies daddies want 'em? When my kids grow
up yours are gonna rob 'em. And I don't want that,
it's easy. Trip down the stairs or a baseball bat
to the belly would please me. Throw on a black
mask aim for the midsection and CRACK THAT ASS!
Now, I know it sounds harsh, but it's not. The
chick has a kid every time she farts. Illegitimate
illiterate little bastards. Dead by eighteen, but
this is just faster.
Verse
Girl, awooo, I gotta tell you somethin. (You
listening?) Hey. If you really knocked up by my
homie, ima punch you in the stomach. (Punch that
bitch) Ho. There you go, it's your name. He don't
mean it. No. Girl you better count your dough, cuz
this August your man is leavin. (Check check).
Listen up cunt
Verse
Now, it's not like he's innocent. I mean, the girl
get knocked up from havin sex on the internet.
Hadn't he remembered that he'd nutted up in her,
and now I gotta fix it, cuz he's in love with her.
And I can't let a homie take a fall. A condom? I'd
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/TWgX ]have put tinfoil on my balls. Ain't no time to
stall, cuz the time is now. Do something quick,
before the kid comes out. Look at the trouble that
your dick shot out. Here's a couple hundred
dollars, get the fuckin thing out. There's abound
a better reason to get rid of the kid. Take two
steps back just look at the bitch. She's one of
the most crookedest bitches I've ever seen, she's
been pitchin out kids since she was thirteen. And
I know that you trust her, but everyone from here
to Illinois fucked her, dummy.
Chorus
Girl, (listen up cunt) awooo, I gotta tell you
somethin. Hey. If you really knocked up by my
homie, ima punch you in the stomach. (I really
need you to listen to the words) Ho. There you go,
it's your name. He don't mean it. No. Girl you
better count your dough, cuz this August your man
is leavin. Little cunt.
Verse
Think back to when you first met the slob. wasn't
she married? Her husband had a job? Supportin his
kid, one was his, she was busy suckin your dick
and you were clinched. She did the same thing to
you, man. You better take matters into your own
hands, man and make a plan. And jam your fuckin
fist and fuckin grab the kid. Pull it out by it's
leg it's your only chance. You wanna be the only
man with a new born? (huh?) As soon as it was born
it smelled like Newports (ew!) Strangle the bitch
with the umbillical cord. Let it be a lesson to
the rest of you whores.
Outro chorus
Trash *Simultaneous* Man, I met some (Trash)
trashy bitches in my day Girl, he's a good man...
Trash *Simultaneous* You're the biggeest piece of
(Trash) trash I've ever seen, yeah. Girl, he's a
good man... You're the biggeest piece of (Trash)
trash I've ever seen, yeah. Girl, he's a good
man...
Chorus
Girl, awooo, I gotta tell you somethin. (I hope
your friend's playin this for you) Hey. If you
really knocked up by my homie, ima punch you in
the stomach. Ho. w/ outro chorus There you go,
it's your name. He don't mean it. No. Girl you
better count your dough, cuz this August, your man
is leaving. (He's a good man, cunt. Alright, I'm
done.)
Outro with outro chorus
Wormfood. Wormfood. Yeah, your baby's worm food.
Wormfood. Wormfood. Yeah, your baby's worm food.
Wormfood. Wormfood. Yeah. Wormfood. Wormfood.
Yeah, your baby's worm food.
Lyrics: Girl, Your Baby's Worm Food, Weerd Science [end]