Let's do this
Ye ye ye yo yo what's up Word to my n-words
Don't got bros don't hang on the streets
I don't beat my hoes I only beat my meat yeah
Don't womanize cause you know it's true
That when you look in their eyes you see
Their people too
Mother effin suffrage
Mother effin suffrage
You know I'm a gangsta
You know I do coke
But I had to go to diet
Cause it burnt my throat
I've been doin drive-bys all of my life
Except the bullets are newspapers
The caris my bike
Yeah
The car is my bike
Yo yo yo 3 14 apple pi
I whip it out clean it off
Stick it in her eye
And by "it" I mean contact lense
T must have got dirty
Yo yo yo 3 14 apple pi
I got rhymes and flows that make Hitler cry
George Bush won't he just yell and rant
But he's a presiDON'T to ameriCAN'T
Oh my won't the kid is good
I swear to God come on the puns
I spit gangsta hymns cause I'm a gangsta straight
I think of 20 inch rims when I masturbate
We're gonna be late there's no time to waste
Cause the girls that I date have a particular taste
The taste of my wiener the taste of my wiener
Yo 3 14 apple pi why was
I born white no one quite knows why
Gansgstas sell their rocks
I got a collection
You couldn't get a rise out of a yeast infection
Gh what i find me easying righting
Yo I'm a lyrical heretic but I'll make you laugh
I'll hit with you rhetoric then I'll cut you in half
I don't need to be a clown I don't need to be nice
How bout you sit down and I serve you slice
Of my 3 14 apple pi
My voice is so smokey it'll make you high
Yo Here's a confession it's all about me
Here's my impression of a broken jet ski
Badadadada dadadada fill me with gas
I might be over heated
Here come the puns
Here come the puns
Here come the puns
Here come the puns
All you little thugs wanna mess me with me
Know that I've been doin *** since the age of 3
I took my cereal stabbed it open with a knife
Snorted that sh*t and I got high on Life
Yo a guy asked me for change
Saying my mind was too dense
I said you won't make
Cents if you don't make sense
Oh i get it Big finale linens
You know I flow and show it
You know that Bo know it
Yo
You're lawn I'll mow it and grow
It cause he's a show poet
Yo my rims be spinning I winning
Like adam I be sinning
Potato skinnnin and knittin and
Separate those linens
And in my eyes you see flies
And though you people tries
Just to disguise all your lies
But baby I be wise
You know I did it and
Sh*t it you brothers couldn't hit it
Then you try to ride it too late
I already spit it
Potouie I already spit it I said apple pi
3 14 Apple Pi_Bo Burnham
