You wanted hooks

Well I got em' for hours

I got em' for days

You too fake--let's be real

Oh look it's me [S'mee--get it?]

as I give you the hook again

I'm Peter Pan at the end of the film

V1:(Calvin) My Wendy Moira takes flight with explorers/ she traded in coral for snipes and saguaros// she traded her bible for lights in the forest/ it faded, that bible/ she cites the Besorah////Men they would line up just to lay her carpet/contractors, and hangmen, and fuckboys from tar pits//Instead she likes tile/ addicted to tilers/ now talk about fuckboys/ from dick-up, they garbage////

(Burns)

Now let me think/ what's in a great white enemy?/ That sex that helped my sub to sleep/ since when I ever said I need a gun to be the one defeatin' fuckin' creeps/ all I want is all the pussy cummin' please/ all that shit I talked for years: Vu Gu Zhruswyile, you feel me? I love release////

You wanted Hook

Well you got him so now what?

I nom-nom vajeen

It's my favorite meal

Crook starts with 'T'

Don't you know that I could dissect...

Feed your left hand to that brave "Krokodil"[crocodile]

(Calvin, w/ Burns on Hype)

Looks like to me

This Old Man, he played three

He played knick-knack on Steven

Who now has a team of men

Being it's even

We each got our demons

You bet that you've beat them

Let's get me to bleedin'

Call Brother

Call Bitches

Whoever

Who gives a shit

Bring who you got and I'll teach them to pray.

I'll dig a tunnel

you can't fix with stitches

You know where I live

Call me Steven Dufresne

(Burns, w/ Kreim providing support harmony):

Spank bank filled with a lotta naughty audio/ Nada otomonopeia hot as all her body, though// I rank crank/(Aw Dang)/ Got dank all day//"Mean pipes," she's like, "that's why they call you Mario!"//// Wrong! It's cuz' of all the shrooms and stars/ they're meant to make me invincible, but I rarely are//

I'm all, "Henry Hitman, like Ray Li-Oswald"

(Pussy makes me crazy, and there may be cops called)

Kreim with Burns on Hype: Dig it? I mean the hole! (This dude works!)IT's a grave, baby, and my goal is to do dirt// I got crispy lungs/ from addicting fun/ and you definitely don't wanna make me feel hurt//// Spigot in my iggity takes a toll/ (Criminy, what does that mean, Kreim?) The listeners know.//(Whatever I guess/so long as they say the shit's dope) You think I'm lyin'??? (No man/ I just think your mind broke)

You wanted hooks

Well I got em' for hours

I got em' for days

You too fake--let's be real

Oh look it's me [S'mee--get it?]

as I give you the hook again

I'm Peter Pan at the end of the film

You wanted Hook

Well you got him so now what?

I nom-nom vajeen

It's my favorite meal

Crook starts with 'T'

Don't you know that I could dissect...

Feed your left hand to that brave Krokodil.