Blood Hound Gang Pac Man (Mope) Lyrics
            We gonna drop this next bomb for a money makin' playa
            that ain't with us no mo.
            Yeah, Notorious B.I.G.
            Hell no, we gonna do this for a g_______ing thug
            that never seen it comin'.
            Yeah, Tupac Shakur.
            Nah b____, I'm talkin' 'bout m_________in' Falco and s___.
            What? Falco?
        
            Rock me Amadeus
            Rock me Amadeus
            Rock me Amadeus
            Rock me Amadeus
        
            Tried to O.D. on the Cold-Eeze
            "Golden Girls" got me "Sweatin' To The Oldies"
            Hanging out like Double Ds sip Long Island Iced Teas
            Wrote to Mayor McCheese "Send a Shamrock Shake please!"
            Three O' Clock on the dot time to cruise for Eighth graders
            Rather tape the Weather Channel so that I can watch it later
            Reruns of Rerun so "What's Happening?"
            Dee's knocked up and Rog on crack again
            Deep throat a whole Nutty Buddy
            Make whoopie to a batch of Silly Putty
            Make a Spam and Colgate sandwich and ate it
            Go through "National Geographic" and draw panties on the natives
            So I like to dance naked in front of my pets
            But my cat was inattentive so I sent him U.P.S.
            Playin' spin the bottle with my mom
            I watch "Cops" with no pants on
        
            Must've blown a fuse nothing's going on
            Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
            Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes
            Deader than the parents on a "Party of Five"
            Luciano Pavoratti on a treadmill
            Not going nowhere slim chance we will
            Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
            d___ around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood
        
            Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
            Relax don't do it when you wanna c__
            Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
            Relax don't do it when you wanna c__
        
            Nowhere to go I can't wake up late
            Just sit around and wait for my Old Spice to activate
            Stalemate jailbait in "My So-Called Life" imprisonment
            Amazing what a good breakfast pickles make isn't it?
            I like to pretend I'm speed reading
            Never lose the sight of the thrill of sneezing
            Don't need a shower today just some Brut by Faberge
            Smell the a__ of my jeans clean they'll do another day
            And I recycle I sniff my own farts
            I dial the wrong number hope a conversation starts
            I mean I might as well be listenin' to Journey
            Givin' myself a mullet hook the Flowbee to the Kirby
            Make a prank call pretendin' I'm a mime
            Get stuck in traffic just to pass the time
            Sent a letter in the mail in Braille to Johnny Quest
            Send me back my Etch-A-Sketch
        
            Must've blown a fuse nothing's going on
            Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
            Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes
            Deader than the parents on a "Party of Five"
            Luciano Pavoratti on a treadmill
            Not going nowhere slim chance we will
            Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
            d___ around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood
        
            Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
            Relax don't do it when you wanna c__
            Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
            Relax don't do it when you wanna c__
        
            I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
            When you wanna c__
            I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
            When you wanna c__
            I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
            When you wanna c__
            I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
            When you wanna c__
        
            Yo yo yo yo yo! What it is m_________ers?
            Aw s___, here comes Pac-Man.
            Hey Pac-Man, what's up?
            Me you b____es! I'm high on crack! Wanna freebase?
            No Pac-Man drugs are bad!
            Nope can't help you man.
            p____es. Whoa! Holy s___!
        
            Must've blown a fuse nothing's going on
            Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
            Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's eyes
            Deader than the parents on a "Party of Five"
            Luciano Pavoratti on a treadmill
            Not going nowhere slim chance we will
            Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
            d___ around like Frankie Goes To Hollywood
        
            Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
            Relax don't do it when you wanna c__
            Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
            Relax don't do it when you wanna c__
        
            Holy macaroni
            Holy macaroni
            Holy macaroni
            Holy macaroni
            By Famc
        
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