P.B.K. [Pink Bunny Killer]

(Damn you, rabbit. You smell like fucking piss! You can kiss my ass! I hate the goddamned rabbit. Fucking rabbit! I don't like rabbits coming to my fucking house. I kill! He looks like a queer rabbit! All queer! That fag! He can kiss my ass! Rabbits are queers! They always got to shit on themselves! I hate fucking rabbit.) [sample from Harmony Korine’s 1997 film “Gummo]



Since um, (yeah so um) we're all in highschool, (blah blah blah) we're all gonna gossip and talk about eachother (blah blah blah), I figured I'd pass the note in class (yeah), 'cause I got something to say (bro, really, so, everything alright there) repping J23 (oh), Virus Crew word. So (here) check it



Cute little collection of CD babies, these seats put together

I don't believe in vampires I create them

I'm blowing the calcium from the bones off these torso feathers

So angels don't exist any lesser

Symposium lectures where I don't throw out subliminals (nope)

Fuck fake Juice Crew Creative, hated with every syllable

They shouldn't even be considered a name in the matrix

Drinking spermatozoon minerals tossed from the broke lover's laying condom, saggy dripping goo

Thrown out car windows used

These words of a felony criminal

Poison testers, here's some black widow juice

Take that wasted breath, nothing new (no)

Look at me New York (look), I just herbed a crew (haha)

Wannabe ?? with spray cans and an uptight jersey dude

Repping BK I never heard of you (who)

Yeah I'm scum of the Earth

You got my impressions of cum on your shirt after the luminol

Don't ask me if I'm down with groups at all (yeah)

Let alone these young generation-Y, puke and gall

You got my attention, barely, Boxguts' forced me to check it

The side camera shot method's the best angle is my balls under phallus erected

Apparel is the only way you boasting off methods

Folklore, focus on presence, ??

When your swine herd's flesh is stretched and patched together like a cape draped from a lion crest

I'mma chest around the back, upon entrance (holla), howl back

I'm off probation 2010, I'll catch you tagging with friends

Look what I did, one visit influenced a sorry life

Doing shrooms and acid for trends

Get your own formulas, don't ask to get in

(bunnies, bunnies)



Happy little bunnies rap

Hopping little bunnies hop

Scattered little bunnies dash

Hanging little bunnies smashed

Skinning little bunnies hung

Gutting little bunnies guts

[Repeat]



I'll bash the clock's face

I sleep on a razor, and crawl like fleas in a rut

I write to stop pain

I send intimate vibrations of the final cell to rock waves and liquid skies

I kick it like I was the mathematical god brain

I don't need hybrid pot strains to picture death

My brush strip and exquisite genocide of quasi-artificial Indie spitters dead

On the strawberry fields, snowing butterflies with wilted wings, which are passed out of a wizard's head

Flash card intervals of psychedelia

Anti-religious ??, anti-Wiccan pledge

Slaughter up innocent goth chicken nests

Unspeakable Satanic insistent of haphazard and different views

Of one who's judged and sick expressed

I crash societal tea parties brewing in government kitchen hex

Burn beards of moribund shrubs, intertwined with fines and twisted sects

Construct descriptive sex of intimate art positions

Suspended with cheap carcases breeding flies stript of flesh

Including slide show clips of incest, blood brother and sister sex

Fucking direct, I hate the planet

Tongue whittle thread, like lines hit veins

Intricate with hands of a watch maker with a syringe sticking pins in winding septs

I swallow upper torsos so the side of her neck has rib indents

I'm not stuck underground 'cause it's cool (no)

I'm ducking from burough traps

Neuros snapped, leaving your cute quaint little coloss of bland mural smashed

Fuck fashionable metrosexual rural puppet show host bureaucrats

Save that emo fad leather belt goth black gog for the eurotrash

I found the cure in tabs

I splash the biological blood, wash in urine bath

Entrepreneurial track

Wild shroom hunt, dig up your whole patch

Gulf down plural caps

My followers back my belief behind a balcony podium flowing with the furor's wrath



Happy little bunnies rap

Hopping little bunnies hop

Scattered little bunnies dash

Hanging little bunnies smashed

Skinning little bunnies hung

Gutting little bunnies guts

[Repeat 3 more times]



(Oh looking at the little fag bunny, fucking rabbit I'm sick and tired of him. This shitty-ass rabbit stinks! "I Know." He smells like an asshole! "Hey motherfucker!" Smell like a pound of bullshit! I've had enough of that queer ass rabbit.) [more from Gummo]