Batty Boyz Lyrics - Born Like This. - Doom

oh shoot - get a load of that fruit 

in thigh high boots, red tighy whiteys and blue cat suit 

even the rats know it's tacky - 

"y'all ain't seen me slippin' like that bitch just smacked me!" 

posing chest and legs open - couldn't stand worse 

all that was missing was a bandana and a man purse 

crying dying laughing 'til glands burst 

faster than a speeding blast, bleeding ass ran first 

fit some baby hair, messed up, wavey curl 

under the cape the back of the 'S' says baby girl 

the things some people 'll do for fame 

its a herb, its a lame, its...a god damn shame 

villain willing when them cold streets call 

you can keep your hero and hold the meatballs 

worthy title locked it with pockets on empty 

he worked harder than a steam engine like john henry 

turn dirt to dollars like don henley 

ugly and still get holla's like ron jeremy 

at least moniteraly, terribly 

mc's need therapy its like a ferris spree (?) 

hit 'em with a kryptonite brick 

children come and poke his dead body with a stick 

wrote this lyric from in the bed with a chick 

she had the tightest grip around the head of...blaaaa! 

bic...now can i get my pen back 

got no enemy, got no friend - black 

with the green goblin got the bat cave robbed 

bust in - batman head bobbin slobbin robins knob! 

y'all already got your belts on the floor so 

kick them shits over here and click off the porno 

alfred come home and found them both naked 

handcuffed to eachother just as he had expected 

red n chrome batmobile wheelin' and dealin' 

aquaman sleeping with the fishes for real for squealin' 

psst, the low low on the seal skin blazer 

its just a little graze from a razor thin lazer 

amazed at all the so called wannabe players 

showing off their titballs (?) to all the free gayers 

its like a leotard fest 

how it got started is any retards guess - regardless 

thats their choice no hate to bate 

becomes a problem when they try attempt to go straight 

and raise the monster rate in the whole population 

it's starting to effect the super-pimping occupation 

now, who's the hater? headline the newspaper 

fate of a fake - you out caped crusader 

tied to the tracks make a damn tram de-rail 

rap is like a spam scam nigerian e-mail 

the man with no beard is weirder than a shemale 

sucker got bagged on a tamezepam street sale 

told 'em one of ours set it up - yeah doubt 

did it like the dirtied draws - wet 'em up and air it out!