Funky Horns

Let's bring those funky horns!

Funky horns is the name of this track
You named it once and you never looked back
Ryan Elder is the man, put all this shit together
He's a genius on the couch and a genius on the leather
Now I'm gonna use my privilege to rap
I'm gonna waste your time and rap just like that
I'm gonna be fat and 44 years old
I'm gonna blow my ass into a microphone cord
And fucking waste your time
Just a fucking big fat waste of your fucking just talking shit into a microphone because he can pay himself and do whatever the fuck he wants
Rick and Morty
I created
Rick and
A-ri-a-ri-a-ri-a-ri-a-Rick and Morty
(A million dollars a season
A mil-a million dollars a season)
Didn't earn it

Funky horns is the name of this track
I'm gonna make this rap up cause uh
My crap is gold
I don't do what I'm told
I get fired from every job and it doesn't make me less bold
I came
I saw
I fucked
Veni vidi vici
Your mom said shucks
Fucked your momma with my understanding
Fucked your momma like it was Knots Landing

Funky horns is the name of this track
I'm gonna do an improvised rap
I'm a big fat blowhard with lots of privilege
I fucked your momma so hard there was some shrivelage
Of her vulva
But it was from pleasure, I assure you
She wasn't going "ow, it hurt, I was abused"
She was saying my pussy got adequately used
I got inside the depths
I plumbed it inside and out , she needed a rest
And she was having a tremendous amount of satisfaction
With my action
My rhymes can be predictable, but so can you
If you don't like fucking my momma whatcha gonna do?
You can't fuck my momma, I fucked that up
My momma's dead, why'd you bring that up?

Fucking insensitive prick. My mom's fucking dead. Breast cancer, number one killer of women, piece of shit. Light a candle. Alright. Here we go

Funky horns!