borderlands: the pre-sequel
dan bull
and it's full of lunatics
this place needs a luminous lick of paint
coming through on a humorous tip
then i switch from a clown to the brutalest prick
getting through many clips
so my finger's superhumanly ripped
is there room at the inn for a lawbringer
enforcing enforcers to forcefully pick up a fork
i'm a mixture of helpful and selfish
everything's going all wobbly
i'ma find a pile of scrap
to mash up in the grinder
camp on a cliff and snipe you
i'm a large brain matter collider
smashing up atoms and splattering minds up
no wonder i have to remind you that.hang on a second
what's that just behind you?
got you in the botty with a shotty
now you're as sloppy as a nosh from a rotty
but i'll knock ye out with my noccas
she's so hot i'm hot by proxy
that gladiator doesn't need an arena
tell them tiny tina just what she does
if she switched my decaf creamer
too bloody sweet for a tea with sweetener
so doom you can keep your bfg
to leave your face looking like a piece of pizza
when the moon hits your eye
when the moon hits your eye
him and dastardly plans go together
like france and jacques chirac
'cause this is what happens when twats attack
then i'll clamp your trap
a fancy man in a fancy hat
hits hard and as harsh as a clap track
on a no limit records crap track
bring it down like the nasdaq
grammar nazis who start a war
but i'm rather awe inspiring
when i'm flinging bars galore
typical. i told you shit'd get physical
shoot anything from a brute to a cute bunny
loot like a gold digger with a new hubby
now i can't fit into my suit 'cause i'm too tubby'
that pile of sand glitched