acme

Put them bitches on my beeper then pull some mo

Cause I bump more hoes than acme

I guess you bitch can't learn that you just can't mark me

Sulle bestie del creato

L'acme della tua esistenza

E' l'acne dell'adolescenza

Round or flat, shit Earth's a trap

ACME factory, you're the rat

Light years styling over y'all pile of gomers

I guarantee

Nothing escapes the Acme Death Machine

Force tension, form velocity

He was just a hometown cowboy, his belly kind of fat

ACME boots up on his feet and a big U-roll-it hat

He was entered in the bull riding, he did it on a dare

You really are mediocre

You are the champion in the Acme form book

But I think you're just a joker

A fighter, that's what you made, now I fight for fun

I fight for acme lab rat experiment son

Pulsate like a Theremin rigged to big drums

You were looking for somebody

Drenched over this acme

Do you feel remotely guilty?

Ya bound to get your head smacked, if you try to illjack

Get your kit from Acme, set yourself an ill trap

I used to talk of vickin', would step and finger-lickin'

Full moon, bad knee, wool hat, caffeine

TNT plunger in all-caps ACME

Blast off half the whole damn mapscreen

Me pongo unos jalonsotes

De esos que son marca acme

La loquera me apasiona

In a cartoon desert landscape

With a pair of ACME jet-skates

Focused on my destination

Puede que mi poder de seducción

De marca ACME por fin funcione

¡Ay-ay-ay-ay, caramba!

I'm real chatty, thug shells reloading

Sponsored by ACME, cuz I'm exploding

Real fast like lent

The girls go crazy when they get a kiss from Myer.

A kiss from Myer is the acme of desire.

The kiss of Myer makes their temperature get higher.

But my heart resfeber at sea

Swear my shit goin' blow like acme

Wiley on the run I'm nasty

Baby con quien te operaste

Que esas dos nalgas están que explotan como marca acme

Están escaso los implantes