Vats Of Urine Lyrics - Mouse & The Mask - Danger Doom

Behold y'all, the digital vats of urine 

Drink up bitches, taste our liquid gold 

Err, you must respect yourself 

First, you wreck yourself, hey man, you made a rhyme 

Yes it is for I am a rap God from beyond the moon 

Everybody talkin' 'bout pistols, gats is borin' 

He came with a new topic to flip you, vats of urine 

All pro, check the stats, his style scorin' 

While you at it, double check that Cristal you're pourin' 

Born of the pleads that needs a P in geniuses 

Broads don't see it, since they don't got these 

Conveniences, thank God she's not a ho 

In the studio when you gotta go, you gotta go 

Before you flow, make sure you practice or you losin' 

You don't wanna miss and let the cactus get to oozin' 

If any contestant splash, he's disqualified 

Even if one drip should slide down the bottle side 

Put a bum in a even better pickle 

Reality show, how far would you go to get a nickel? 

Let alone a buck 

Listen by the window, you can hear him moanin', yuck 

Remember, tomorrow is garbage day 

It's not the kind of stuff you want to save and harbor away 

Once it gets ripened and fermented 

It takes on a bouquet that I should say is naturally scented 

Tempted by a empty can of Guinness 

Or waitin' until we get there, say two or three minutes 

Yeah, when it's fresh, it's sterile 

Some say digestible, even edible 

If you was stranded out to sea, alone and in trouble 

Survive dehydration, guzzle your own cup full 

Some day you may even show your son 

How to use it to make potassium nitrate for gunpowder 

Funded by friends of ours who's generous 

Join us next time when we discuss disgusting enemas 

He's like a rap God 

He's like a big log that you find in your toilet 

Fo' real, bow down and suck his knees 

And I am about to kick it all up in here, stand by for kickin' 

I am the kicker er, not you, you kick elsewhere 

This sucks man, I'm bored, me too