(madroxx)Maybe you don't know me but I'm crazy
'cause I like comic books toys and freaky ladies and you can never phase me at all even if your comin out of your panties and your bra I've been taught, and I've been played, its all the same and that's why they call it a game and me a loser, I like subtle bitches who like to fuck rough, not thug bitches who just like to make love you're just too confused and maybe you've been abused, but who am I to critique the dude you let up in you. I know who I am, do you know who you are and would you really have the hots for me if I wasn't a rap star? being an underground provider of carnival speech to get you so hot you flash your titties and peach(damn) you say you rub your soft spot when thinking of me, well add two more fingers and go deeper into your fantasy.
(chorus)you rub, you touch thinking of me you want it bad, just let it be, how bad you want it, let me see how far you'll take this fantasy, I see girls like you all the time they act like they want to be mine, they act like once they get what they want they be had they fantasy.
(monoxide)I'm not sure if you know what your gettin' into. cause fuckin wit' me is like fuckin' wit a guinsoo, I'm not the candy and flowers type that your used to damn near die to try to impress or amuse you. and all you see is the paint and the contacts and hear a couple of bomb raps and then your like (where paul at?) and I don't see how you could even get a picture of me. internet I guess but the (frame?) will make it look like we ever met. I'll take another guess maybe cause your crazy and lady I ain't even tryin to be playin with and plus I'm probably everything you'd expect and you'd probably wanna go and married instead and you'd probably end up being the craziest bitch I ever met and id probably end up in jail for abusing your neden(once again)If I was workin at your local record store would you still wanna be my little whore?
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(madroxx)I got fiddies tellin me they hear I got a pretty dick and besides from the fat kid tits, that's my ass, that's a few more reasons to make you lick your lips, imaginin you deep throatin my pretty chubby thickness. would you be feelin me if I was servin you burgers and fries, chocolate shakes and promotional apple pies or just dryin' your ride at the local car wash somehow I imagine my digits woulda been lots in the sauce
(monoxide)maybe its because I got some cute ass nuts that make you chickens wanna get me and just gobble them up it could even be my super long run of bad luck that turn a good girl into a freaky deaky slut or maybe, its because your crazy sittin in the dark with headphones like were never apart and on that note(that note) ima see you when your dreamin, thinkin of me and just (beamin?)
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Fantasy........
Fantasy........
Fantasy........
Fantasy.......
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Fantasy Lyrics

Twiztid – Fantasy Lyrics