Dodge the Eyelatch Man ft. Wry Fawkes, Mr. Mellow & Danilo Wavilo Lyrics

Yoooooooooooooooooooo

Out here sawin' logs

Man took vitamin D so I fog

Like women with bog but sometimes I

Clear cut

Nut... nut... nut...nut...nut

Shanananaaaaa

No banana-yawwwww

Shape scare me

Lizard walk out sea

How come no plain to see

We countin' theories

But your count seem funny to me

21 years running - me done skipped

You 1 year got lip, and then dipped

Chocolate stick with no dunkeyrooooo

Sign the happy paper watch what a life sentence do

Too many rappers 'not enough waste baskets

Got intense incense but all sound like poo

21 years plus

we ain't miss

Balance tight rope

We won't skip, Nah

Reptilian snakey black hand, the veil slips

Belly dancin skin, playin with her nips

Gettin mind giggly, Knock out at Rigley

Can't escape I reckon, imma stem that sticky

I bend that time, blow hards on the eyelatch

Boat load of clips headed to the cabbage patch

Shredded in Yalta man, what is that plan?

Wear your fez and hand me the bed pan

Mess up my mind, mess up my mind

Mess up my mind with the eyelatch

Mess up my mind, mess up my mind

Mess up my mind with the eyelatch

Mess up my mind, mess up my mind

Mess up my mind with the eyelatch

Mess up my mind, mess up my mind

Mess up my mind with the eyelatch

Pray, cuz the web expanding, stagnate

Self-expanding heads, blow the bubble gum mate

Mumble something like, we comin' too late

Sellin cheap wares, and mad discounts on love tunnels

For sale, signs on my front lawn, smiling faces

Sharp psychopaths flippin' million dollar places

Peecockin' Lambo ad, hats off to 'em

And pop bottles to 'em, and knock models wit 'em

No matter if I gets mine, it'll vaporize

One day, Babylon whore moans after a coke

Side of fries, spies fall after one stroke

Schwab index, point my fingers in the stank

Tranny the world up and morph 'em to skank

Did they reach their targets? no but they pitch

Now, we can feel down and flick the kill switch

It's all fine n dandy, candy, and sippity sip

Dan Stucky checked in at the Custerdome

She slid her tongue around green earrings

He got good Raisin Bran, she got alimony

I call that First World baloney

Go Mustard Man, that wanna sext a man

Keep it Frank with the Dank, don't wanna bust your plans

Retirement when fucks don't wanna muster bans

Like Raybans didn't never wanna erupt fans

Mess up my mind, mess up my mind

Mess up my mind with the eyelatch

Mess up my mind, mess up my mind

Mess up my mind with the eyelatch

Mess up my mind, mess up my mind

Mess up my mind with the eyelatch

Mess up my mind, mess up my mind

Mess up my mind with the eyelatch