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Underground rapper/producer from Miami, FL.
G2Z is an underground rapper/producer from Miami, FL.
Song Info
Genre
Peak in subgenre #43,003
Author
G2Z
Rights
2004 Defacement of Property (D.O.P.) Records
Uploaded
May 29, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Intro 1:
Yo, if you got a burning sick penis
Then you need to cure your syphilis
Are you listening? Pus from pores
of chancre sores are glistening
Intro 2:
It's... it's DJ Stutta
It's DJ Stutta
Stutta, shut up
(Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis)
(Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis)
(Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis)
(Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis)
Verse 1:
You see this whorish girl in the Publix
You wanted to gut this slut, just intercourse with her
Sex, she loved it, she wanted a foursome or
a threesome to eat some while it swirls in her
While you stroll through her, you get contaminated
with an aggravating disease while ejaculating
Received an illness, you should have masturbated
but you would have rather mated, you grimace 'cause of a stabbing pain as
you grab your penis to leak a wee piss
You need to clean this, 'cause you're damn infected
You need an antiseptic 'cause when you stand erected
You're susceptible 'cause you can't detect it
with naked pupils, you're not that perceptive
to the deceptive sickness syphilis
You have to schedule a physician visit
within the next ten to fifteen minutes to
Chorus:
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Verse 2:
You see your doctor, but all he just wants to
do is clean your pockets of sixty dollars
The receptionist checks the list then selects from it
at precisely ten to six as you scheduled it
to look at your sexual sickness
and take pictures of what he had just witnessed
After taking a glimpse of it, seeing the chancre sore
He laughs at your misfortune, and of course,
he already knows the diagnosis
but holds in it his mind, then wrote it
down on a notepad 'til the lines are full with
reported syphilis symptoms beside your scrotum
Your physician calls you at home
too intoned to be giving good news, you can jump
to the conclusion that you need penicillin in a fluid form
You have no insurance so you can't use it to
Chorus:
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Verse 3:
Now you're alone in jeopardy, you need a homegrown remedy
for the next eleven weeks for longevity
'cause your checkup results aren't negative
It's imperative that you follow this record
exactly, extract some green bread mold
from loaves that are eighty-three days old
that were stored in a cupboard
at room temperature and high humidity, find a little needle
Steal it from a local illegal drug dealer
Clean it off with alcohol then heat it
up, leave it in a pot boiling hot for ceasing
existing diseases from street junkies, then
get fifty milliliters of water
Scrape the mold while gently heaving it all in
to the needle, and that's it
Inject it in your left wrist, protection against this
Chorus:
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Cure your syphilis, cure your syphilis
Outro:
'Cause when you pee, it feels like (Aah!)
'Cause when you pee, it feels like (Aah!)
'Cause when you take a pee, it feels like (Aah!)
'Cause when you pee, it feels like (Aah!)
'Cause when you pee, it feels like (Aah!)
'Cause when you pee, it feels like (Aah!)
'Cause when you take a pee, it feels like (Aah!)
'Cause when you take a pee, it feels like (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!)
(Man, that burns)
