BANG! SPLAT!

[lyrics originally transcripted by jimmy dyna & etze]

Playin Atomic Runner on the XBox
Up on the starship
Thundering past it
Level seven, straight arsonist
Chilling hard in my living quarter drinking water
Gamepad slaughter giving my fingertips torture
On the bridge
What’s going on up in this bitch?
Workin’ em hard, slackers get the permanent scars
The captain
You know my status for real
Fuck the rapping
It’s time for action
Get them coordinates tapped in
Yo, where’re we heading?
To the Mizar [?] star system
Trying to get some of that kitty cat
Doggie style position
They’ve got the fabulous chicks
I’ve got the ravenous dick
And when it’s hungry I ain’t having that shit
I’ve got the cosmic penis
Penetrating like intravenus
Warp factor nine, get a staring good time
Engage No.1, weezing past the Sun
To the open blackness
With no stars and no planets
Keeping it moving
I can sense we’re getting closer
Cause I feel my genitals getting harder than a toaster

Motherfuckers, you know the drilly
Trynna bang these chicks until their brains turn silly

First it goes bang and then it goes splat
I hit it from the front then I hit it from the back
Planet to planet, yeah, I’m on it like that
And chicks know I’m fly without the jet-pack

As we approach
Anticipation gets greater
One step away from becoming a chronic masturbator
Beaming down to the surface
Time to murk this
Game face on
Time to fulfill the ill purpose
Already shaved and bathed
Cologne already sprayed
Galaktus is down to misbehave
Keeping ’em sexual acts depraved
I’m tryna shoot my load on a nose
??? while they played?
My dick hardens
Daydreaming of Laura Larvin [?] sucking me up
Rocking a short skirt
I beg your pardon
You know the shit is agreeable
So I’m down to bag me a few
333 of you
Simultaneous action for satisfaction
While you’re at it throw in a couple female Kardashians
I’m interested in uptight, vocal mistresses
I’m trynna loosen them up
By working on the clitoris
I’m getting interplanetary bacon
I’m so covered in juice
My boxer shorts need changing

Motherfuckers, you know the drilly
Trynna bang these chicks until their brains turn silly

First it goes bang! and then it goes splat!
I hit it from the front then I hit it from the back
Planet to planet, yeah, I’m on it like that
And chicks know I’m fly without the jet-pack

We’re on an award tour
With my dick in my hand
Go in each and every planet looking for chicks to bang
I’m on Aquaman 3
Peeping gentleman
I’m scouting the ends
Mad dollar till I’m getting some
Lifting up skirts, the prime-time entertainer
Women know the flavour [favor?] about the heartbreaker
The park ranger
Hitting chicks like Darth Vader
My art major was in Twisted Artists’ Behaviour
Ain’t no shame in my game
I get it poppin’
I’d be still getting mine if I was laying in a coffin
From planet to planet, universe to universe
I’m hitting so much tail it’s feeling like stupidness
Altair 6, ??? 3
Couple planets I’ve been
Since I became Big G
On a mission for gold
Say what? To bomb pussy
Iguana Man's ready to utilize the young woodie
I get around like Pac, it’s supernatural
My dick is the greatest
All chicks turn fanatical
When cooking a steak
Big G don’t discriminate
Call it hot sex on the dinner plate