Don't Try to Do This

Don't try to do this, screw this, break this disc and lose it
 Whenever you hear this song just don't accuse it
 I had a fit, trashed my house, and killed a blue tit
 Went to the studio and had to cool it
 This type of song you don't have to ever introduce it
 You just know, that's my new hit
 These type of songs will causes a brain contusion
 A mass profusion of dummies undisputed
 I walk in Walmart gettin girls with utter charm (YEAH!)
 Urine in my crotch and smelling my underarms (WHOO!)
 Providing alibies as soon as I hear alarms (UH OH!)
 Paranoid chump that'll run from an Islam
 Strapped to his forehead screamin', KAZAKHSTAN!
 The wolf never thinks, instincts!
 Shootin' blanks!
 Siphoning gas tanks, cops see him a saint
 Dagniabbit!, this dude I just provoked
 Think he'll finish me by slittin' my throat
 Reversed, flipped him into the streets, he got squashed Chief
 Now back to this beef I had with a Girl Scout on State Street
 Don't try to do this
 Know why I'm in this jail son? (No!)
 Cause I exposed myself and I didn't run (Oh!)
 I wrapped my dong in bubble wrap! (TRICK!)
 You gotta try this crap!
 Slapped your momma for saying I couldn't rap! (HAHA!)
 I'm a straight dude, Katy Perry I wanna date you!
 While the Kool-Aid man videotapes you! (OH! YEAH!)
 Eating bacon making this song
 Meeting a Prince in the Sudan, his wife gave me a Hard-On
 Bang a tranny (MAN SHE'S STRONG!)
 Fly up to Frisco, smoke a fake bong (YOU KNOW!)
 Buy a gun (DON'T!), now shoot it in the mall (PLEASE DON'T!)
 Got to Howell and blow up Burwick Farms
 Make a love song!
 Don't try to do this, screw this, break this disc and lose it
 Whenever you hear this song just don't accuse it
 I had a fit, trashed my house, and killed a blue tit
 Went to the studio and had to cool it
 This type of song you don't have to ever introduce it
 You just know, that's my new hit
 These type of songs will causes a brain contusion
 A mass profusion of dummies undisputed
 Cheat on who you wanna cheat on, get ya groupie swing on
 Say "Ching Chong", in the hometown of Mao Zedong
 Start a fight, get drunk
 Threaten the next White President with spunk (Not in the eye!)
 Write on the wall, disobey the laws
 Run through a schoolhouse in nothing but your drawers (FREEDOM!)
 Fans abroad, there's nothin' to applaud
 But were joking it's all fun, the good is in us all
 Don't try to do this
 Go in a church and start a scuffle
 And don't hesitate to punch the Deacon with swollen knuckles (YEAH!)
 We like that, squash an Ant with combats
 Scrape that crap back,
 right in front of a toddler (HA! YOU SEE THAT!?)
 I slap your cheek, ignore you when you speak (YEAH!)
 Never brush your teeth, and make soda your only drink
 The urinal is your sink, now we're talking
 Came back and drink out the toiletbowl, and sleep in a used coffin
 Don't try to do this
 These bees is ringing and stingin em
 See all these people highly allergic so I'm bringin' em
 If anybody breathe too hard, Im gonna swing on em
 Spring on em and mix Potassium with Magnesium (BOOM!)
 Walk down Lafayette, step on shoes, or laugh at em (HAHA!)
 Hold up a picture of Obama and kick it at em (HE SUCKS!)
 Harass your daughter hookin',
 don't care if her dad's looking (WHATEVER!)
 Don't try to do this, you could lose your life stupid
 If I could capture just half of
 today's hotties and model chicks (YEAH!)
 Lock em in a bathroom and make em swallow it
 They'd spit it back in my face think I'm a racists
 Or hypocrite who say these dumb hits, but don't do it
 I'm in Karachi with Cosby and you probably
 Zombies, cause you patent and copy what you all see
 Some people misjudge me, they don't know me
 They'll never flop me, I'm hardcore and I'm cocky
 I came to destroy these generations of babies
 And parents who let their kids listen to me they're crazy
 Paraphrase me, I'm makin' them so lazy
 That's how I got this whole fanbase to embrace me
 A only did this so my career would prolong
 I dedicate this to any kid in a strict home
 A cripple, a critic, or any midget I'm sicked on
 A sick song to retaliate to, and it's called!
 Don't try to do this, screw this, break this disc and lose it
 Whenever you hear this song just don't accuse it
 I had a fit, trashed my house, and killed a blue tit
 Went to the studio and had to cool it
 This type of song you don't have to ever introduce it
 You just know, that's my new hit
 These type of songs will causes a brain contusion
 A mass profusion of dummies undisputed