"Imma Kill U" lyrics

Ugh! Fu-fuck you! Fu-fuck you!
Ugh! That's right! Fu-fuck you!
Ugh! Fu-fuck you! Fu-fuck you!
Ugh! Guess what

First, I slap your head with a bat
The bloody splat, cracked with impact
Wind it back, whack your cheekbones
Stomp your nose in until it's gone
Pick you back up and punch your gut (Ooh!)
Double you over and fold you shut
Let you drop then invite the crew
To kick your face in too (Ooh!)
Racist bigot, you dirty demon! (No!)
Dig your eyes out while you screamin' (Aah!)
Drive your head into the concrete
Use your forehead to paint the street
Child abusin' piece of crap (Look out!)
A couple knee-drops across your back
Rip your pants down for the cause
Take two bricks and clap your balls

Ooh, (Guess what?) I'm hurtin' you (Look out)
Run yo' ass, better run yo' ass
Ooh, (Guess what?) I'm hurtin' you (Look out)
I'ma fucking kill you!
Ooh, (Guess what?) I'm hurtin' you (Look out)
Run yo' ass, better run yo' ass
Ooh, (Guess what?) I'm hurtin' you (Look out)
I'ma fucking kill you!
Guess what

Pig molester, where ya headed?
In yo' back my knife's embedded
Take my car-jack and whack ya knees
'Cause you sicker than a ass disease
Some teeth fall out, you swallow the rest
Bang, pow, boom, and your mouth's a mess
Somehow, your tongue's hangin' outta your neck
And I ain't even barely got started yet
Throwin' stars stickin' outta your forehead
Keep you alive to make you feel mo' dead
Down your throat with a broken bottle
Kick to the neck, then make ya swallow
Stomp each and every rib 'til it breaks
And when it's all over, Hell awaits (Bitch!)
Take this hammer, pound out your scrotum
Pancake food left for the rodents

Fuck you up! Fuck you up!
It's about time I fuck you up! (Duck, bitch!)
Fuck you up! Fuck you up!
It's about time I fuck you up! (Duck, bitch)
Fuck you up! Fuck you up!
It's about time I fuck you up! (Duck, bitch!)
Fuck you up! Fuck you up!
It's about time I fuck you up! (Aah!)

Ooh, (Guess what?) I'm hurtin' you (Look out)
Run yo' ass, better run yo' ass
Ooh, (Guess what?) I'm hurtin' you (Look out)
I'ma fucking kill you!

I say, "Beat," you say, "That ass."
Beat! That ass! Beat! That ass!
I say, "Beat," you say, "That ass."
Beat that bitch ass! (Guess what?)
K-I-C-K-Y-O-A-S-S. Oh yes!
K-I-C-K-Y-O-A-S-S. Oh yes! (Guess what)
Bang, boom, pow, boom, bang!
Let your fists swang!
Bang, boom, pow, boom, bang!
Let your fists swang! (Guess what?)
K-I-C-K-Y-O-A-S-S. Oh yes!
K-I-C-K-Y-O-A-S-S. Oh yes!
I say, "Beat," you say, "That ass."
Beat! That ass! Beat! That ass!
I say, "Beat," you say, "That ass."
Beat that bitch ass!
Fuck you up! Fuck you up!
It's about time I fuck you up! (Boom!)
Fuck you up! Fuck you up!
It's about time I fuck you up! (Boom!)

Ooh, (Guess what?) I'm hurtin' you (Look out)
Run yo' ass, better run yo' ass
Ooh, (Guess what?) I'm hurtin' you (Look out)
I'ma fucking kill you!
Ooh, (Guess what?) I'm hurtin' you (Look out)
Run yo' ass, better run yo' ass
Ooh, (Guess what?) I'm hurtin' you
I'ma fucking kill you!

Fuck you up! Fuck you up!
Hahahahaha!
Fuck you up! Fuck you up!
Hahahahaha!
Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!

"Well, y'all know what I always say, 'If it ain't white, it ain't right!'"
"Hahaahahhahe!"
"'Cause if there's one thing I can't stand, it's to walk into my barn"

"And see some goddamn-"
"Hey, Skip! You gotta phone call! They said, 'It's mighty important!'"
"A phone call, huh? For me? Well, it must be my wife! Hello, sweetums!"
"Sweetums? What the fuck you talkin' about, bitch? We're lookin' for our big winner man, Mr. Skip Harlo!"
"Well, yessum, I'm Skip Harlo!"
"Well, boot-scootin' boogie, bitch! You, Skip, are headed off on an all-expense-paid first-class trip to a Dark Carnival super show of a lifetime in Ash, Nevada! And try this hat on - just for showin' up, you'll get a hundred thousand buckaroos!"
"Yee-haw! I'm headed to Ash, Nevada!"