Queer Spear - Park Lyrics

Ranger diss... you f*cked with the wrong cunts
Who the f*ck do ya think ya are?

Queer Spear

Well listen to this lil bitch
Ranger danger, ranger danger
Put lil baby in a manger

Queer Spear

Its the qs here, stay clear, fear in yo ear
Now hear this, qs
Gun hisssss, venomous kisss
Tissss, the season to be jolly
Oh golly, a stranger ranger
Wow, pop a molly
Frown on ya face, thinking crown, Ya own this place?
Forgoodness sake
For your sake I hope that I'll be baked
Or the icing on the cake is
Gonna be your eyeball flake
After I gouge, slightly aroused
Dancing with your insides out
Around my mouth, crazy
Amazing, im facing your face with
A missing eye, a missing guy
I piss on eye, official lie
A missle high, up in the sky
Officially mine, fingers in vice
We gonna grind, offically whine
Oh what a time to be alive

Queer Spear

Ranger danger, ranger danger
Put lil baby in a manger