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MK Ultra Lyrics

[Intro: Fletch}

You need a second or are we recording?

[Verse: Fletch]

Yo baby momma gotta crystal cavern pussy
I wouldn't touch it
Homie you'd have to push me
I'd need a pickaxe, a harness, and a pulley
I wouldn't get half a chub
Fuck a fully
Picture your slow motion blood drops in a blizzard
See the streets have you red coat like you British
So we apply for bank loans speaking Yiddish
Your team’s if-ish
Your weed’s midish
I heard your mom is just the typic
That only kiss the tipish
I don't care if her buns glisten like rotisserie chicken
I’ma just sit back and pimp her
For her handicap sticker
And ain't no tellin where I might surface
My country shows will have the migrant workers out there twerkin’
I sent your mamaw for shells man that shit was worthless
They said no shoes no shirts
No service
I am so nerdish
And I'm so purpish
And I'm so muthafucka bite the curbish
I'm the turd bitch
Rap god I fart frankincense and myrrh bitch

[Chorus: Fletch]

Donkeys and elephants go vote for The Cobra
All stand and hail the eagle's mask on the vulture
One nation underneath a MK Ultra
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Everybody gets a car praise Oprah
Everybody gets a car praise Oprah
Everybody gets a car praise Oprah

[Verse: Fletch]

In the last days of Degrassi it's rap Haile Selassie or Muammar Gaddafi
Your young America's black mafian
Take a picture with your mom and then I photoshop my cock in it
And then go make some ol’ Malcolm X hand in my pocket shit

[Verse: Obelo]

Aye yo
He was a pimp once too - don't let ‘em treat you like a narcissist
It ain't your problem they don't see nothin’ but fake like an oculus rift
Fuck a audience
Fuck the binoculars from the peanut gallery - man
Where’s Booker T Washington?
Nigga it's obvious
They say shoot for the stars - land on the clouds
Bitch you delirious?
I smoke a cloud
Aim for infinity
And land on Sirius
Poof nigga
Disappear in this

[Verse: Fletch]

I pace the stage like Eddie murphy delirious
U hearing this?
I'm from Earth in a 2Pac shirt
But I’m from space in that ewok fur
I stunt, PETA gone have to find what papers to file
Deerbra nigga
Still the illest one to climb out the Nile
Except Yeshua
Bless ya take a seat at the altar
I'm from springfield, limestone
Rock of Gibraltar

[Verse: Obelo]

Never falter they got nothin’ to offer
They double cross you like they Judas
Cause they dread you like black Jesus
When you awesome
I’m so - I’m so awesome

[Chorus: Fletch]

Donkeys and elephants go vote for The Cobra
All stand and hail the eagle's mask on the vulture
One nation underneath a MK Ultra
Everybody gets a car praise Oprah
Everybody gets a car praise Oprah
Everybody gets a car praise Oprah

[Outro: Oprah]

Everybody in the audience...
Now listen to me carefully...

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