"My Mod's Gone Crazy"

[Intro:]
[Tuning TV]
[Mod Snortin Crack]

[TV Presenter:]
Hello boys and girls
Today we're gonna talk about mod and member relationships
Do you have a mod?
I'll bet you do
[Door opens]
who's your mod?

[member:]
Mod, what're you doing?

[Beat starts]

[Mod:]
Haha

[Mod & Member:]
Ok then! everybody, listen up!

[Mod:]
I'm goin to hell, who's comin' with me?

[Member:]
Somebody, please help them!
[giggle]
i think my mod gone crazy!

[Verse #1:]
There's no mountain i can't climb
There's no tower too high,
No plane that i can't learn how to fly
What do i gotta do to get through to you, to show you
There ain't nothing i can't take this chainsaw to

F ckin' brain's brawn, and brass balls
I cut 'em off, i got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar
Inside of a hall, with my framed autographed,
Sunglasses with 's name, on my drag wall
I'm out the closet, i been lying my ass off
All this time, me and been f cking with hats off

[ :]
Suck it mod

[Mod:]
So tell Laura and her husband to back off
Before i push this motherf cking button and blast off
And launch one of these russians, and that's all

Blow every f cking thing, except afghanistan on the map, off
When will it stop? When will I knock the crap off?
[Knocking]
Member, tell 'em baby

[Member:]
My mod's lost it

[Chorus:]
[Mod:]
There's really nothin' else to say I, I can't explain it

[Member:]
I think my mod gone crazy!

[Mod:]
A little help from Member won't you tell em' baby
[Member:]
I think my mod gone crazy!

[Mod:]
Theres nothin' you could do or say that could ever change me
[Member:]
I think my mod gone crazy!

[Mod:]
There's no one on earth that can save me, not even Member

[Mmeber:]
I think my mod gone crazy!

[Verse 2:]
It's like my mother always told me

Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana,
and codeine and goddamit, you little motherf cker
If you aint got nothin' nice to say then don't say nothin'
uh..
F ck that sh t, b tch, eat a motherf ckin' d ck
Chew on a prick, and lick a million motherf ckin' c cks per second
I'd rather put out a motherf cking gospel record
I'd rather be a pussy-whipped b tch, eat p ssy
And have p ssy-lips glued to my face with a cl t-ring in my nose
Then quit bringin my flows, quit giving me my ammo
Can't you see why i'm so mean? if y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my
m.o.
I wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo
Catch a homo by his toe, man i don't know no more
Am i the only f ckin one who's normal any more?

[Member:]
Mod

[Chorus]

[Verse #3:]
My moderating can make you cry, take you by surprise
And at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme
See what you're seeing is a genius at work
Which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first,
Cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheek
I'd yank my f ckin teeth before id ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums, get struck by f ckin' lightning twice at once
And die and come back as vanilla ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with sh t, every time i sung
Like R Kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes on
More pain inside of my brain, than the eyes of a little girl inside of a
plane
Aimed at the World Trade, standin' on Ronnie's grave,
Screaming at the sky, till clouds gather as Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade
And thats pretty much the gist of it,Parents are pissed, but the kids love
it
Nine millimeter, heater stashed, in two-seaters with meat cleavers
I don't blame you, i wouldn't let member listen to me neither

[Chorus]

[Outro:]
[Mod:]
Crazy

[Member:]
ha ha
You're funny mod!

BlackBuddy said:

Truly interesting.

nurse said:

Interesting!? I wanna see this show it sounds hilarious!