Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Waiting To Die, artist - Mickey Avalon. Date of issue: 30.10.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Waiting To Die |
| It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder |
| That God must be one sick mother fucker |
| So I bust a nut in the sky |
| Spend another day waiting to die |
| I kick twice the shit |
| As any german shista flick |
| I’ll sperm on your perm |
| Leave cigarettes burns on your tits |
| It’s Mickey Avalon |
| All up in your prom |
| Pissing in the fruit punch with a baby blue tuxido on The dopest rapper this century |
| I sodomized your father in a federal penitentiary |
| And on the day I got out |
| I went to your mother’s house |
| And slept on the couch |
| A street walker sending cock for rock |
| At the flee market trying to hock my watch |
| I stay on beat |
| When I work the concrete |
| Some honeys give me money |
| And others do my laundry |
| Mickey Avalon the Kosher salami |
| For twenty you get Chachi but fourty gets you Fonzie |
| A motherfuckin’hustler kamikaze |
| I use to bust tables |
| but now I sell my body |
| It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder |
| That God must be one sick mother fucker |
| So I bust a nut in the sky |
| Spend another day waiting to die |
| Here’s how we gonna do it, for the first time in America, |
| there is a generation of visionary maniac white mother |
| country dope beat rock n’roll freaks, who are ready to get down. |
| I deliver quick with a magic stick |
| Tragedy subside when honeys rub on it It’s Mickey Avalon |
| Dick thick as a baton |
| The illest motherfucker from here to Vietnam |
| I used to work nights at Hotcock dot com |
| But then I got fired with my mom logged on |
| I’m on the run |
| My dads a bum |
| I asked my girl if she loved me and she just said «ummm…» |
| I bust flows that turn nuns to hos |
| I’ll wake you from your slumber |
| then shake you out your clothes |
| There ain’t no other |
| Late night lover |
| All upon the track |
| Like Scatman Crothers |
| I’ll bust through the shutters |
| Masked in a rubber |
| duck tape your mother |
| And butt rape your brother |
| Brake down the number |
| And shake my cucumber |
| When you’re at home alone |
| You know my phone number |
| It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder |
| That God must be one sick mother fucker |
| So I bust a nut in the sky |
| Spent another day waiting to die |