Artist: Mac Lethal Album: Alphabet Insanity (S) Song: Alphabet Insanity Typed by: AZ Lyrics I adamantly attack the alphabet with an anecdotal algorithm made of Adamantium I'm like an Adderrall-addicted anaconda or an alcoholic or an asshole like A-Rod, no anabolics But I brutally and beautifully butcher the banging beat Brushing bubbly all over your booby and booty beef 'cause I'm a carpenter - I come carving your carcass Leaving all these carp fish crushed on the carpet Crumbling chron in Colorado with my Cal cronies I'm cramming it full of condiments like it's a Calzone Delicious! I didn't drive and drink Whether diamonds or dimes, man, I'm diving deep like an electric eel I'm elegantly eloquent, and every cent I've ever earned just entered me in the election I got eleven brains like an enormously educated Einstein with Elephantitis of the erection A freak! I'm fighting with a flatfooted felon Five falcons just flew to a fountain and fell in Googling googly-eyed girls to get inside Golly gee from Glasgow to Guatemela's gentrified A hippopotamus is high on heroin, he heckles me and hires Haitian Hank to hand his ho a hysterectomy In hateful hieroglyph I hurl out hyperbolic hubris and hang with Hipster Helen, that's the hooker with the huge hips I'm ill. I'm Icarus. I ignite idiots in idioms and issues Jumpy jargon I joust like Jacare jiving Japanese judo and jiu-jitsu Killing them like a kid, got a kilogram of ketamine for Kwanzaa Knit a kimono made out of komodo dragon skin Rich like a Klingon that be kicking it at the Kremlin but I'm kicking through your door, call me Kramer Kardashian Lethal. Literally litter a little limerick that be littler than a Leprechaun A menace that'll manifest the melancholy mayhem making a metamorphosis until I'm mechanized like Megatron Nick Nolte, a nerdy native of Nebraska, needs a neon ninja and a nectarine from NASA Ominously, I mean it's obvious you see a orthodontist oozing out oodles of onomatopoeias Oswalt Patton picking a pocket, plucking a patent I pickle purple poop in Patron for pure passion I got a question, got to quiz ya: Let's step on the gas and go quicker. Uh Really getting ready for the revolution Reeled a rotten rhythm ring around the Russian Ronda Rousey resort Serve a simple sentiment, a simile that's smoking like a sheet of Sudafed I'm swiftly swimming like a seahorse Titties on Atilla tell a teller that'll toe-tag Terminator gun inside a turtle-tattered totebag Thugs are unamerican, unattractive and unwanted as an ugly pair og UGGs Vivid and vivaviously venomous with the wicked wombats only walking where women is Getting xenophobic at the Xanadu XOXO, yippee-ki-yay Yours truly, Mac Yes, yo! Oh, shit, I forgot Z... Zebra