Artist: Domo Genesis Album: Rolling Papers Song: Cap N Crunch Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Domo Genesis] I got sixteen 16's, and if I write one more song I'll be at "17 Again" like Zac Efron (DEY KNOW!) You punk motherfuckers get stepped on I'm best on any beat that I take a rest on See right through you like you had mesh on Hardbody like Rihanna dad, I get my flex on The best one, my name gets spoken 'bout cause I spit crack verses that bring smokers out So now your route filled with unleaded as I escort this beat to death like the paramedics (paramedics) Yeah I said, everything I touch is deaded Tyler directed the funeral, and this just got beheaded Forget it - the killer's in the booth and I'm drunk off the serum so, all I spit is truth And I don't really rap, I am painting on this muse so how you get killed, using verbally abuse It's dead, somebody call the coroner This is what it sounds like when Domo Genes' cornered ya You're gone - knife to the neck Just for respect bitch, this is O.F. Yes I'm crazy, I'm a bastard All I spit is dirty like pornographic rappers Now stop~! You're dead honey cause I eat you all up like I was Ted Bundy No funny; what the fuck you watchin I'm a +cereal+ killer, go get your Captain Crunch bitch