Waiting To Die

We are going to have open sexual intercourse

On every street corner of America

Looking at the window but I can't help but wonder

That God must be one sick motherfucker

So I bust a nut in the sky (sky)

Spend another day (day) waiting to die (to die)

I kick twice the shit as any German scheiße the flick

I'll sperm on your perm, leave cigarette burns on your tits

It's Mickey Avalon all up in your prom

Pissing in the fruit punch with a baby blue tuxedo on

The dopest rapper this century

I sodomized your father in a federal penitentiary

And on the day I got out

I went to your mother's house and slept on the couch

A street walker selling cock for rock

At the flea market trying to hock my watch

I stay on beat when I work the concrete

Some honeys give me money and others do my laundry

Mickey Avalon, the kosher salami

For 20, you get Chachi for 40 gets you Fonzie

A motherfuckin' hustler kamikaze

I used to bust tables but now I sell my body

Lookin' at the window but now I can't help but wonder

That God must be one sick motherfucker

So I bust a nut in the sky (sky)

Spend another day (day) waiting to die (to die)

Looking at the window but now I can't help but wonder

That God must be one sick motherfucker

So I bust a nut in the sky (sky)

Spend another day (day) waiting to die (to die)

Here is how we're gonna do it, for the first time in America

There is a generation of visionary maniac

White mother, country-dope fiend, rock 'n' roll freaks

Who are ready to get down

I deliver quick with the magic stick (magic stick)

Tragedy subsides when honeys rub on it (rub on it)

It's Mickey Avalon, dick thick as a baton

The illest motherfucker from here to Vietnam

I used to work nights at Hot Cock dot com

But then I got fired when my mom logged on

I'm on the run, my dad's a bum

I asked my girl if she loved me, and she just said, "Um"

I bust flows that turn nuns to hos

So wake you from your slumber, then shake you out ya clothes

There aren't no other late-night lover

All up on the track like Scatman Crothers

I'll bust through the shutters, masked in a rubber

Duct tape your mother and butt-rape your brother

Break down the lumber and shake my cucumber

When you're at home alone, you know my phone number

Looking at the window but now I can't help but wonder

That God must be one sick motherfucker

So I bust a nut in the sky (sky)

Spend another day (day) waiting to die (to die)

Looking at the window but now I can't help but wonder

That God must be one sick motherfucker

So I bust a nut in the sky (sky)

Spend another day (day) waiting to die (to die)

Looking at the window but now I can't help but wonder

That God must be one sick motherfucker

So I bust a nut in the sky (sky)

Spend another day (day) waiting to die (to die)

Looking at the window but now I can't help but wonder

That God must be one sick motherfucker

So I bust a nut in the sky

Spend another day waiting to die (to die)