**[Intro - Spoken Word with Beat Building]** Yo, yo, yo… My name is Rich, some people call me Dick, Either way, I broke the shit, And it makes me behave like a prick. Your phucking smile? It makes me sick. **[Beat Drops - Verse 1]** Why don’t you spit on my little dickie? I believe in God, I believe in Christ, I believe people should die when I say, Chris-cross, apple phucking sauce, Open your mouth, farts come out, You smell like a dead trout, open your legs, Damn girl, you need to phucking shave. Put those socks away, your chest needs a grave, Would someone playing darts? Needle track marks, Oh my God, those are lovely needle tracks, By the way, your chest needs a wax. You may be at least a slut, but is that a bolt in your puss-say? Hey, cause I’m starting to feel nuts, Do what I say, and I might pay, But I’m broke every other day. My name is Rich, I am a prick, I’ve been known as a big old puss-filled tick, On a dead worm, but I’m broke, And broke as shit. **[Chorus - Hook with Heavy Beat]** I can’t even give you what’s thick, grab a seat, Pull up a chair, rip out all your pubic hair, Oh, that squishy nice Toshi you got, Last king crab puss-sassy, say snatch, crotch trap full of clap. Now let’s misbehave while I dig your grave, Just like a slave, you need to be tamed, Pull out my big D-I-C-K, Swallow it, choke, throw up, and spit. Dizniki, it’s stinky, kinda kinked, And get whipped just like a gun, I’m pistol-tipped, pull the petals off my face, Slash out my eyes, run, get second place. I’m a turtle in a tortoise race, But my tortoise head is interacted in my face, God gave me an intro to an inbred, Inverted feminist orgasm. Cause I got a pendulum hanging from my prostate, When I swing my head, it feels great, TIC-TIC-TIC, talk about fun day, After the day of Saturn-day. I went to Sunday school for a tool, The preacher touched my stool. **[Verse 2 - Fast-Paced Flow]** He used to push it in every day, When I sit down, I think of Christ, Every night, it makes me break down and cry. I was gay, ray-aped, ped with the crucifix, You wanna know why God hates my life? When I grew up, my dad said I sucked, I needed to get phucked or get a job. I proudly chose Neil and Bob, But that was it when I spit, That’s when he raped me with the crucifix. Jesus got his salad tossed because, Cuz he was still on the phucking cross, I Chris-cross my legs and sit down twice, When I sit down, I sit down softly, My butthole bleeds. **[Verse 3 - Dark, Aggressive Tone]** The preacher taught me all about sodomy, The hardest way possible, He tried to saw me in half with the thought of me, Sodom and Gomorrah, my hole got a tour, He gave my asshole a tour of some Sodom and Gomorrah, Came in balls, spanking babies and biblical things, Biblical times, biblical things. I live in caves, inbred, phucked in the head, Je
