I pity the fool who tries to step to Clubber Lang
Call me BA biceps cause I’ll crush your whole gang
Bring Tuesday, Friday and little trolly the train and watch me dip their @ss in gold
And wear em like my neck chain – SUCKA!
I’ll choke আপনি with your own sweater sleeves
আপনি couldn’t even beat me in the land of make believe. PUNK!
I will Mr. T bag you, in the closest cemetery
Nobody’s gonna miss আপনি cause all your বন্ধু imaginary
["Mister Rogers"]
Hi there neighbor
I hope আপনি don’t mind if I change my shoes
I’ll be rocking sneakers till this battle’s over so I don’t get blood from your ugly face on my penny loafers. I like আপনি just the way আপনি are, one in a million, but it looks like the barber gave your head a brazillian. I pity your neck, Mr. স্বর্ণ chains. You’ve got too many, the only স্বর্ণ I keep is on the shelf in my Emmys. I teach the whole world full of children. I can tell আপনি call yourself T cause you’re too dumb to spell.
[Mr. T - DeStorm]
Who আপনি calling dumb fool?
Mr T. only needs one letter
Hello? It’s for you
Bill Cosby wants his sweater
You’re a 40 বছর old virgin in a dumpy @ss house
I’ll get Hannibal, Murdoch and Face to stomp আপনি out
The only pussy cat আপনি ever seen is on Henrietta, SUCKA!
And your Mr. McFeely, delivers a lot আরো than letters
So before আপনি come to battle with your PBS crap
How bout I call up CPS about them kids on your lap, FOOL!
["Mister Rogers"]
Watch what আপনি say. Kids প্রণয় me আরো than lunch. I’m not the one with my face on some whack @ss Captain Crunch (Mr. T Sticker Inside) When my plan comes together আপনি won’t even see it coming. I’ll chop আপনি into four black dudes and I’ll remake Cool Runnings. I’ll say this once, Laurence. I hope it’s understood, get right back in your অগ্রদূত and get the f&ck outta my neighborhood.
Call me BA biceps cause I’ll crush your whole gang
Bring Tuesday, Friday and little trolly the train and watch me dip their @ss in gold
And wear em like my neck chain – SUCKA!
I’ll choke আপনি with your own sweater sleeves
আপনি couldn’t even beat me in the land of make believe. PUNK!
I will Mr. T bag you, in the closest cemetery
Nobody’s gonna miss আপনি cause all your বন্ধু imaginary
["Mister Rogers"]
Hi there neighbor
I hope আপনি don’t mind if I change my shoes
I’ll be rocking sneakers till this battle’s over so I don’t get blood from your ugly face on my penny loafers. I like আপনি just the way আপনি are, one in a million, but it looks like the barber gave your head a brazillian. I pity your neck, Mr. স্বর্ণ chains. You’ve got too many, the only স্বর্ণ I keep is on the shelf in my Emmys. I teach the whole world full of children. I can tell আপনি call yourself T cause you’re too dumb to spell.
[Mr. T - DeStorm]
Who আপনি calling dumb fool?
Mr T. only needs one letter
Hello? It’s for you
Bill Cosby wants his sweater
You’re a 40 বছর old virgin in a dumpy @ss house
I’ll get Hannibal, Murdoch and Face to stomp আপনি out
The only pussy cat আপনি ever seen is on Henrietta, SUCKA!
And your Mr. McFeely, delivers a lot আরো than letters
So before আপনি come to battle with your PBS crap
How bout I call up CPS about them kids on your lap, FOOL!
["Mister Rogers"]
Watch what আপনি say. Kids প্রণয় me আরো than lunch. I’m not the one with my face on some whack @ss Captain Crunch (Mr. T Sticker Inside) When my plan comes together আপনি won’t even see it coming. I’ll chop আপনি into four black dudes and I’ll remake Cool Runnings. I’ll say this once, Laurence. I hope it’s understood, get right back in your অগ্রদূত and get the f&ck outta my neighborhood.