Ch-check it out
All you trekkies and tv addicts
Don"t mean to diss
Don"t mean to bring static
All you klingons in the ****ing house
Grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Blowin" doors off hinges
I"ll grab you with the pinchers
And no i didn"t retire
I"ll snatch you up
With the needle nose pliers
Like mutual of omaha
Got the ill boat
You"ve never seen before
Gliding in the glades
And like lorne greene
You know i get paid
Like caprese and with the basil
Not goofy like darren or hazel
I"m a mother ****ing nick at night with
Classics rerunning that you know all right
Now remain calm no alarm
Cause my farm ain"t fat
So what"s up with that
I"ve got friends and family that i respect
When i think i"m too good
They put me in check
So believe when i say i"m no better than you
Except when i rap
