Cookies and crack

Mooneyham, Mooneyham, Mooneyham
Got me searching for the meaning like an anagram
Scuba Steve, Scuba Steve, Scuba Steve
Flop around please, and just fuck shit up 

Don't get caught up in the motions, there’s a difference, don't forget
‘Cause although I am a phony, know for sure I ain't a bitch
Going harder on the track than Charles Bronson – Youth Attack
Hijack the stack, kick back and smash the gong 

Now I’m done and I don't wanna get along
Terminal ballistics, don't you know
That I'm done with your sulfa drug 

N-n-n-n-n-n-novice agitation
N-n-n-n-n-n-now I'm back
N-n-n-n-n-n-novice agitation
Like Seinfeld on cookies and crack 

So don't get caught up in the motions, there's a difference, don't forget
‘Cause although I am a phony, know for sure I ain’t a bitch
Going harder on the track than Charles Bronson – Youth Attack
Hijack the stack, kick back and smash the gong 

Now I’m done and I don't wanna get along
Terminal ballistics, don’t you know
That I'm done with your sulfa drug

Degenerate

I’m choosing non-consent
Willful Ken Dolls get bent
The nots are not my own 

Keep crawling down the loopholes of my head
Degenerate 

It’s been alloyed
Might burst, I’m getting paranoid
My faith has been alloyed
Might burst, I’m getting paranoid 

Killa hill and single beds
Clichés to stop the dread
The stench I can’t control 

Keep crawling down the loopholes of my head
Degenerate 

It’s been alloyed
Might burst, I’m getting paranoid
My faith has been alloyed
Might burst, I’m getting paranoid
Falling into the void 

Whatever I do to improve myself is futile
‘Cause you’ve decided you were done in the meantime
Keep crawling down the loopholes of my head
Degenerate 

My faith has been alloyed
Might burst, I’m getting paranoid
Falling into the void

Jetnbone

Whimsical down to the pitiful
Fuck me up with your subliminal messages that break me down to my minimum
Well suck a thumb, thumbsucker
Suck a thumb 

You’re gonna fuck it up, thumbsucker
So just suck it up 

Why do you have to be so cynical
Keeping it real is so unoriginal
I honestly just wanna jet and bone 

Whimsical down to the pitiful
I’ve been told I’m hypocritical
‘Cause my whole life I‘ve acted on principles
Well suck a thumb, thumbsucker
Suck a thumb 

You’re gonna fuck it up, thumbsucker
So just suck it up 

Why do you have to be so cynical
Keeping it real is so unoriginal
I honestly just wanna jet and bone, for sure 

I’m at my minimum
Can see it in your face
You’re fuckin militant
I do it for the chase 

You’re gonna fuck it up, thumbsucker
So just suck it up

Hit me the morning after
With a tractor in my bladder
Polo crackadapper
In the low-low, awaiting splatter 

Steady creepin like an old Bond
I feel like Slim Jim, or Lil Jon
I feel like Lil fucking Jon
My word is muthafuckin bond 

They tell me there’s no God, no masters
Whatever man, s’long as it all runs faster
Feels like my mother’s running through my gestures
I say fuck it, I’mma run it through my blaster
They tell me there’s no God, no masters
Whatever man, s’long as it all runs
Feels like my mother’s running through my gestures
I say fuck it, I’mma run it through my blaster 

Vomit in my cornrows
Vomit in my cornrows 

Feel like a zit on a clit, now I’m getting hit
In the midst of shit, I’ll fucking split
Feel like a zit on a clit
Feel like a zit on a clit

 Steady creepin like an old Bond
I feel like Slim Jim, or Lil Jon
I feel like Lil fucking Jon
My word is muthafuckin bond 

They tell me there’s no God, no masters
Whatever man, s’long as it all runs faster
Feels like my mother’s running through my gestures
I say fuck it, I’mma run it through my blaster
They tell me there’s no God, no masters
Whatever man, s’long as it all runs
Feels like my mother’s running through my gestures
I say fuck it, I’mma run it through my blaster 

Hit me the morning after
With a tractor in my bladder
Polo crackadapper
In the low-low, awaiting splatter 

Feel like a zit on a clit, now I’m getting hit
In the midst of shit, I’ll fucking split
Feel like a zit on a clit
Feel like a zit on a clit yo

 They tell me there’s no God, no masters
Whatever man, s’long as it all runs faster
Feels like my mother’s running through my gestures
I say fuck it, I’mma run it through my blaster
They tell me there’s no God, no masters
Whatever man, s’long as it all runs faster
Feels like my mother’s running through my gestures
I say fuck it, I’mma run it through my blaster 

Vomit in my cornrows
Vomit in my cornrows
Steady creepin like an old Bond
I feel like Slim Jim, or Lil Jon
I feel like Lil fucking Jon
My word is muthafuckin bond

Youngblood in your frontyard/
Hoodie anonymous/
In flat line boulevard/
The hardlines got the confidence/

Drag a bunt tryna front hard/
I’m gaining prominence/
Where’s my bodyguard/
Showing promise, the menace of infinite suspense/ 

Hook:
Ooh nanana nana na na
Sushi, Ramen
Ooh nanana nana na na
Bruce Lee, Wu-Tang Clan 

Vers 2:
Confront and keep your guard up/
Establish dominance/
Drink ginger tea and get scarred/
The premise and the genesis of me getting bent/ 
Drag a bunt tryna front hard/
I’m gaining prominence/
Where’s my bodyguard/

Showing promise, the menace of infinite suspense/

 Hook:
Ooh nanana nana na na
Sushi, Ramen
Ooh nanana nana na na
Bruce Lee, Wu-Tang Clan
X2 

Bridge:
Sorry i can’t do what u did boss/
These are the things that a kid loves/
Sorry i can’t do what u did boss/
These are the things that a kid loves/ 

Hook:
Ooh nanana nana na na
Sushi, Ramen
Ooh nanana nana na na
Bruce Lee, Wu-Tang Clan

X2