text: Croak radio gives me the shakes
  Thats no surprise
  Cause I can feel both barrels of your eyes
  Understand what Im sayin, just like a hole beat red
  You think Im bine
  You take a leg
  You feel a nice teen tone bime-b-b-bye
  Left dog
  See big, boy
  After your dirty little tee bits
  All in seein my meat
  I took a team of you
  Your body
  For leftover, youre sane
  Green water like a sugarback, I bet your bine
  Read both bladder steps of foamy decline
  Limbo, lacky, sucker
  Yes, her limbo babas at home
  And they cry like half-dead dog bug