We'll Just Tell Your Mother We Ate It All

30 - Venom

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Synopsis

Manevolent as I've ever been, head is spinnin' This medicine's screamin', "L-L-L-Let us in!" L-L-L-Like a salad bowl, Edgar Allan Poe Bedridden, shoulda been dead a long time ago Liquid Tylenol, gelatins, think my skeleton's meltin' Wicked, I get all high when I think I've smelled the scent Of elephant manure—hell, I meant Kahlúa Screw it, to hell with it, I went through hell with accelerants And blew up my-my-myself again Volkswagen, tailspin, bucket matches my pale skin Mayo and went from Hellmann's and being rail thin Filet-o-Fish, Scribble Jam, Rap Olympics '97 Freaknik How can I be down? Me and Bizarre in Florida Proof's room slept on the floor of 'da motel then Dr. Dre said, "Hell yeah!" And I got his stamp like a postcard, word to Mel-Man And I know they're gonna hate But I don't care, I barely can wait To hit 'em with the snare and the bass Square in the face, this fuckin' world better prepare to get laced Because they're gonna taste my— [Chorus] Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not kn