Klaas
Sun Is Up
D: Weâre what you call basket casesS: The wrong cats to play with
J.C.: You think youâre on our level but the contrast is blatant
S: You bitches tryna get a feature from the Thrashklan is like God asking Satan for a job application
D: Itâs not happening, face it
Weâre sick of the trends, so weâre gettinâ revenge
Like when dogs snack on Asians
J.C.: Sayinâ youâre rough as us is a false accusation
Like Scruff McGruff claiming that he caught Patrick Bateman
D: When I chug a brew and coke a sniff your crew is over with
Youâre beyond trash, your soft raps are basic
S: You think youâre tough, but itâs like watching a stupid sober bitch drink the cups playing water pong actinâ wasted!
J.C.: Tellinâ me I canât have my broads trapped in basements is like tellinâ Hellen Keller that she saw passed the Matrix
D: Sheâs choking, deep throating
My raw, gagging, taking
Pubes to the lips like Iâve got my balls wrapped in bacon
S: When I make her puke on my dick, I tell her I just want you to be beautiful bitch
I know that yâall yack to stay thin
D: A ruler isnât long enough, so I measure my hard dick
With a yardstick even the Allah has to praise it
J.C.: Ima cock back and aim it at a blondeâs rack in Vegas
Cop that and make her clean my cock after rapinâ
Coke and bottles help me cope with problems
Iâm still wearing the broken condom I contracted AIDS with
S: We scare these rappers like weâre ghosts and haunt âem
Stacking their bodies in rows and columns
My squad lacks the patience
D: You tired hoes are gonners like fix a flat
My clique attacks from planet Earth to Mars and dissolves NASA spaceships
S: I chug Cognac and chase it with a strong glass of Makerâs Mark
In a mason jar, âtill itâs all splashinâ waves in my stomach and next thing
Iâm on a lawn half-awake and the sun is cominâ up
Iâm lying in tall grass butt-naked
J.C.: Iâll slap a chicken just for cluckinâ her beak
D: Duckinâ the heat
But with this Jigsaw mask Iâm nameless
Fuck the police, I car jack and taze pigs
J.C.: They can fuck themselves, like hogs masturbating
D: Iâm takinâ a doodoo on a voodoo doll stabbed with razors
âCause these pop tunes got me pissed off, aggravated
J.C.: If a rapperâs pants sagginâ like his momâs crappy face-lift
Iâll leave his jaw cracked, cut with raw lacerations
S: I got the Ruger ready
J.C.: But Iâm more like Freddy Krueger with a new machete at the mall slashinâ strangers
S: Weâre performing songs, packing stages with the whole clique
D: The Thrashklan even got the small asses shaking
S: People canât get enough of it âcause itâs so sick
D: These motherfuckers even find our flaws fascinating
S: Hold the curtains, Iâm hurtinâ, I think my back is breaking
From the bow, because the crowdâs applause lasted ages
J.C.: Fuck picking fights, Iâd rather stick a knife in a chick or guy
With either sex combat is dangerous
S: Iâm already gettinâ life, they canât sue me more
So Iâm at the jewelry store tryna rob, snatching bracelets
J.C.: I got a groupie whore with a butterfly tramp stamp
She claims that sheâs a virgin but a ?? can change it
D: Iâll leave your skull gashed like Jason
So fall back and save it like Osamaâs aspiration
The Klanâs bombs blast the nation