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JewB & MilkyWhyte - Lyrics
Ladies and Gentlemen. Get on your hands and knees…
For JewB… And MilkyWhyte.
JewB and MilkyWhyte are gonna rape you,
Desecrate you,
Humiliate you.
We fuckin' hate you.
This is our debut.
I'm 17.
I'm 32. (x3)
I'm an ass man,
And I like the boobs.
I've been bred by the beast,
My drunk ass mom,
Otherwise known as Madame Dom Perignon.
She mated with a pig,
The bitch got pregnant.
I came out the womb with bacon for a segment.
Chug that milk,
Big Gulp that titty,
Chew that nipple ‘til the skin gets gritty.
My psychotherapists tell me I'm hyper,
Just because I like to wet dream in my diaper.
Learned how to walk,
Six years later,
Walked to my house,
Crashed my seder!
Kids like to play with guns.
I started goin' out ‘n pistol whippin' nuns,
Sayin', “You don't know me! I'm 17!”
I'll get you in the back,
And give you pleasant dreams.
I don't want to collect Pogs.
I wanna learn to fuck from dissecting frogs.
I'm 17.
I'm 32. (x3)
Shit packing,
Debut!
JewB and MilkyWhyte are gonna rape you,
Desecrate you,
Humiliate you.
We fuckin' hate you.
This is our debut.
JewB hails from the streets of Brooklyn .
My daddy was meaner than Mushkin.
Holla at ya Voys!
Baruch ata do noi's!
Get off your feet and make some Jewish noise!
Allohanuh!
Allohanuh!
Adonanuh!
Adonanuh!
I don't need you!
I don't need you!
My matzo balls are in your mouth.
My matzo balls are in your mouth!
His matzo balls are headin' south!
Yo, my matzah balls are in your mouth!
Adoni? I don't know!
I don't read that shit!
Hebrew is deader than Sanskrit.
Nah! I ain't happy that they snipped my tip,
But it's a whole lot better than a fat lower lip.
School yourself in the fuckin' Torah!
School yourself in the fuckin' Torah!
Light a menorah. Dance the horah.
School yourself in the fuckin' Torah!
Yo, I'm 17.
Yo, I'm 32.
Yo, I'm 17.
Yo, I'm 32.
I'm a fuckin' Goy.
I'm a fuckin' Jew.
Yo, I'm a fuckin' Goy.
Yo, I'm a fuckin' Jew.
JewB and MilkyWhyte are going to kill you
And rape you
And rape you
And rape you
And rape you
And rape you ‘till your dead…
‘Till you're fuckin' dead.
She's dead.
Fuckin' the Dawg (2001) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
We all got fetishes, yo.
But some fetishes…
Shit, yo…
This is some kinky-ass shit. Watch out.
Sittin' at home when I was seven or eight,
I was playin' with the dawg while I masturbate.
She'd lick my balls and I would hesitate.
I thought I oughta stop but it felt so great.
I got an upgrade, started fuckin' her ass.
Don't know much about women but this dawg had class.
She was a Shitsu.
Shit me! I'm on fire!
I'm fucking your dawg like the Fourth of July-uh!
How many licks does it take to get
To start fuckin' your dawg!
I'm really fuckin' your dawg!
Got a poop noodle from a Chinese poodle.
I be fuckin' your dawg!
Watch me fuckin' your dawg!
Golden Retriever?
Golden receiver.
I'm fuckin' your dawg!
I'm really fuckin' your dawg!
I'll fuck that Cocker Spaniel I don't give a shit if his name is Daniel!
I'm fuckin' your dawg!
Watch me fuckin' your dawg!
Like a little flute dawggie whistle in my mouth,
Blow my tiny trinket ‘till the hounds head south.
All the way from China came a pug, so rare.
He sniffed, I licked, then covered his ass in Nare.
I fucked that little pug,
Oh! His ass was so bare.
I know it isn't moral, but I really don't care.
It's just like a pussy ‘cept a little more rich.
Think what you may it's just a hole in a bitch!
I'm goin' insane up in your Great Dane.
I'm fuckin' the dawg.
I'm goin' insane up in your Great Dane.
I'm fuckin' the dawg!
I'm MilkyWhyte,
Got my dick in your dawg.
He's chokin' on my cock.
It's as big as a lawg.
I got a gerbil named Fival fishin' on a line of toggle,
It's time to fuck domesticated hog.
If you need a date rape go to Hooters.
Wine and dine you with some nuts that I neutered.
But if you're looking for a suitor outside of puppy lovin'
Then I have to tutor you on the cooter.
No, there's nothin' that I love more…
I know I want it, yeah!
I gotta have it, uh!
A little dawg whore…(fuckin' whoore)
Please let me have it, uh!
I really I want it!
Some poodles' back doors…
Uh, just let me have it, yeah!
I know I want!
Sous mon verge et bon jour…
Uh…
S & M with electric leases.
I be fuckin' the dawg.
Fuckin' the dawg.
I'm steepin' beavers on those Golden Retrievers.
I'm fuckin' the dawg.
Fuckin' the dawg.
Yo, my friend got crabs from a Chocolate Lab.
He was fuckin' the dawg.
Fuckin' the dawg.
I'm in a tea-bag daze with some Black Sharpeis.
I'm fuckin' the dawg.
Fuckin…
(BREAK)
Cruisin' down the strip with some of my good friends.
All the bitches turn to see my Mercedes Benz.
Plastic poochy on the dash just a bobbin' his head.
I got plenty of cash for recreation in bed.
Turn down the block,
Body outline by chalk,
Spotted a fine hooker who was snortin' some rock.
I looked a little closer and the hooker had a cock. (Gasp)
The slimy pink tip had me totally shocked! (Bigger Gasp)
Caught in a gaze I was totally crazed
Boy in the back of the Benz were amazed.
They said, “That's a Pit bull!”
Bullshit! He's for hire!
I'm fuckin' your dawg like a bird on a wire.
My girlfriend is a bore.
She gives good head but I want more.
So I bought a Bijon Frisee things are gonna get real greasy
Pound his ass like the god of thunder, Thor!
I'm goin' insane (insane)
Up in your Great Dane. (Great Dane)
(x4)
Stay in school, say, “No!” to AIDS babies,
All I wanna do is stick my dick in rabies,
And maybes you thinks I wants you to saves me,
But fuck you I treat my dawgs like ladies.
If it's a choice ‘tween you and pink wiener,
I opt for the bitch who's got spit and looks meaner.
Deworm the dawg,
Time to tag-team her,
Call the kennel,
Get her out of my Beemer!
Now the moral of the story is…
Stop fuckin' dawgs if you wanna have kids.
You'll get the rabies give it to babies
And then just maybes you'll catch a few fleas
Get down on your knees and tell your main squeeze
I'm beggin' ya please let's get some puppies.
Can we get some puppies up in here yo?
I'm fuckin your dawg.
Watch me fuckin your dawg.
Got my dick in your dawg.
I'm really fuckin your dawg.
Why don't you go find me a nice Terrier.
I'm fuckin your dawg.
Really fuckin your dawg.
Rape the Pie (2001) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
Why you leave that baby on that window ledge?
(Baby cries)
Somebody pinch me…
You leave that baby on that window ledge like a hot warm apple pie.
(Baby cries)
Seriously, pinch me.
I wanna get a piece of that pie.
Rape the pie!
When I go to sleep my dreams get hazy.
Babies greased up and I'm fuckin' goin' crazy!
Too much anal sex makes a man lazy.
But baby cooch smells just like daisies.
No you can't hold me back
I'm a wolf on attack.
Silk diapers dressed in paisleys.
So what's the definition of baby
When it feels like your dick's in gravy.
Is there room for two in this toddler stew?
I like my baby powder fresh.
My babies smellin' new.
Hey, don't you speak for me!
I like my share of poo!
Yo, just pin his upper torso ‘till my balls get blue.
‘Till my balls get … blue…
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.
If you're happy and you know it and you really wanna show it
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.
Watch out.
Don't move.
We got your baby by the balls.
And when we're done with him there'll be doodoo on the walls.
Yo, I see you changin' diapers in those airport stalls.
Kick down the door and have my way with yawls.
Stick my cock in his mouth and watch that baby cry,
Say, “Oooo! He's so cute!”
‘Till his orifice is dry.
If the night ends up with applesauce on my guy
He'll be riding the Jew-stick
I'll be rapin' the pie.
Rapin' in the bomb when your baby don't tattle.
I once raped a baby in a field of cattle.
Use the baby's spine for a bareback saddle,
Stick it in, break his ribs, shake that baby like a rattle.
(Baby cries and shakes)
Rape the pie. (x8)
Fuck that baby!
He's so cute with my cum on his face.
Rape the puh
Eye...
EBE Fears (2001) by JewB & MilkyWhyte with the Gymp and Patches
EBE's don't like people with Mexican feelings.
Those feelings remind EBE's of black people stealing.
EBE's like AIDS victims who's T-cells aren't healing.
And fat children who have problems with plasma congealing.
To say that EBE's like probing is fucking hainus.
The last place EBE's want to be is in your anus.
We're working on a project. It is called project Janus.
We've decided to cast humans who are too fucking famous.
You won't guess who we got. I'll tell you. We got John Stamos.
We love his work.
We love his work.
We love his work.
Your sadness is attractive when garnished with pain.
Too bad your emotions don't have rust protection from rain.
You're uni-moods have 0 to .1 percent brain.
Happy angry sad pudding is clogging your drain.
EBE's like Asians ‘cause we share almond eyes.
We all summer in Singapore without a disguise.
Our leader says that that is dumb and we should be wise.
He says Asians are on to us but I think he lies.
He tells us lies.
He tells us lies.
(Tells us lies! Tells us lies!)
He tells us lies.
(Tells us lies! Tells us lies!)
He tells us lies! Lies!
Lies! Lies! Lies! Lies!
(Two EBE's imitate black women on Jerry Springer)
EBE tears.
EBE fears.
(Fears) (x8)
Ebebebebebebebebebebebebebebebeb
EBE tears. .sraet EBE
EBE fears. .sraef EBE
(Fears) (sraeF)
You're all
I need
EBE
And me.
Do you know how I could get in touch with Vin Diesel.
I've never had a hero like him since Elie Weisel.
Did I say I, I meant to say: My Friend Ceicel.
Have him sign and autograph he's dying from measles.
It's for a friend.
It's for a friend.
It's for a friend.
When EBE's get horny we do not get erections.
We stopped dipping our penises for fear of infections.
It's far more satisfying to make soulful connections.
Our techno-porno allows me to mate with projections.
Hologram Girls.
Hologram Girls.
Hologram Girls.
Androg-o-balls are all I have consider me kindly.
Don't know much about women so I'm doing this blindly.
Have you heard of “missionary?” It is so timely.
I have to shoot it on your back. I hope you don't mind me.
Your back.
Shoot on your back.
Shoot on your back.
Shoot on your back.
EBE tears.
EBE fears.
(Fears) (x8)
We're going to count back from ten now.
Ten.
Nine.
Eight.
Ebebebebebebebebebebebebebebebeb
Seven.
Six.
Five.
EBE tears. .sraet EBE
EBE fears. .sraef EBE
(Fears) (sraeF)
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
You're all
I need
EBE
And me.
I'm scared of EBE's because they make my daddy drink.
Last night I had a nightmare they were living in my sink.
I wish Sigourney Weaver was my guardian angel.
And that living by the cornfield didn't put me in danger.
If mommy was alive I'm sure I'd make it through the night
But daddy's drunk and they are coming God I think I see the lights!
No!
No!
No?
Nooooo!
Everything's fine, Jill.
No means no…
You're fine.
No means no!
Let's pull up the shade.
I told you before.
Ok. You want a glass of water?
No!
Are you thirsty?
No?
Andrew? Can you please open the door… Open the door and let me oughta here!
You're all
I need
EBE
And me.
I'm an EBE and I've got something to say.
Your planet is a toilet for the creatures of space.
I like to take a shit on you and call it Pompeii .
And as I wipe my ass I smile and watch your bodies waste away.
It's so great.
It's so great.
(It's so great. It's so great.)
It's so great.
(It's so great. It's so great.)
I like to fool you into thinking I'm God, hey!
Your systems and your plans are so fucking retarded.
You think that times are bad but shit is just getting started.
I gotta a garden of diseases in my galactic apartment.
It's in space.
It's in space.
It's in space.
Its Only Gettin' Bigger (2001) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
Hey! Ho! (x3)
8am I'm on the green line.
Tediously transferring so I can be on time
For this job I gotta do at WTC
Selling stocks to blocks who trust their bling- bling with me!
I'm like Ben Afflict in Boiler Room.
Get off at Grand Central sit in front of a coon,
Singin', “Shine, shine, shine. You're gonna shine my shoe!
Make it real shiny so I can see you!”
Then I skip the tip, jut out my hip.
JewB loves to keep his money, it reminds me I'm the shit.
Back on the 6… God I hate spics…
They always smell like BO, man. It's making me sick.
So I focus on my dick, stare at the chick,
Sittin' right in front of me, yeah my dick is getting' thick!
And it's only getting' bigger.
My dick's so thick that you'd think I was a nigger!
And it's only getting' bigger.
Scrotum's got a modem sendin' data to the trigger!
Women all are whores! Or mother…
My mother couldn't love me too libated with druthers.
So I got into school proved I wasn't a fool,
But there's one thing momma taught me it's that “Racism's Cool!”
I yell Nig! Nig! Nig!
Chink! Chink! Chink!
I don't say that out loud.
It's just what I think.
And I know that in spite of being white I'm puttin' up a fight,
With all my might, I'm gonna be a rapper tonight!
That ain't no lie. I ain't that high. Although I'm high. But not too high.
To realize-
I'm off the train, the windowpane,
Of Tower One reflects my image so plain.
I'm in the door, floor 34, I'm goin up.
It's time to clock in as America 's whore.
In God we trust. It's on the green. What does it mean?
How can there be a God in a world with so much pain?
You wanna know? I feel the flow. I make some dough.
But that don't mean I'm not America 's ho!
I gotta corner office with a big fuckin' window.
Sometimes I jerk off watching people down below.
Hey, what's that sound? Isn't from the ground?
I look above and have the impulse to call someone I love.
But who is that? I'm all alone. So I just moan.
I don't even reach for the mother-fucking phone.
I check the time. 8:49. Here comes the crime.
Flight 93. United Airline.
(Crash!)
Hello Ladies and Gentlemen. This is your captain speaking.
We are Al Queda and crew.
We fuckin' hate dirty Jews.
You fuckin' posers act as if Jesus wore Air Jordan shoes,
And turned water into booze.
And Schmirnof Ice when in lieu.
But tell me what does your God do when you don't pay fuckin' dues!
You –
One!
Schmooze with Execs on the top floor of the Trade.
Then-
Two!
Come home at night to swim in money you've made.
Maybe-
Three!
Pray to religions about hookers you've laid.
All the while Bin Laden bade me to take flight and invade.
And it's only getting' bigger.
More trigger-happy than a Tennessee wigger.
And it's only getting' bigger.
Piss ‘n vinegar never made such vigor.
And it's only getting' bigger.
Go to Camp Lawanis get a face full of chiggers!
And it's only getting' bigger.
Fuckin' nigger!
You've got two choices for meal:
Chicken Picatta or Veal?
Isn't it hard to make decisions when your heart does not feel.
There isn't no last minute deals. This plane isn't usin' it's wheels.
Too bad I can't put this explosion on my director's reel.
And so there's nothin' but blood to keep my country alive.
They're in control of the plane and they don't know how to drive.
Whit out further adieu, here's the devil for you live…
Dive! Dive! Dive! Jihad!
(Crash!)
For People Who Hate Whales (2001) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
With additional keening from the Gymp, Billy Burke, and Patches
The World Is Flat (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
You don't know me!
What? (Flat)
‘Cause the world is-
What? (Flat)
‘Cause the world is-
Flat mother-fucker! It's flat! (x4)
In 1982 the pilgrims came and gave us turkey!
Amelia Earheart discovered the moon! (True.)
Thomas Jefferson had a baby with Pocahontas in the back of a bus!
Mya Angelou helped suffragettes escape through tunnels during the Korean War!
The square root of 64 is, I don't give a shit!
The British bought Manhattan from Indians with
Anal beads! Anal beads! Anal mother fuckin' beads!
Anal beads! Anal beads! The British bought Manhattan with anal beads!
Castrati (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
Castrati! Whoa!
Castrati! Whaaaa!
Castrati! Whaaaa! Whoa!
J to the E to the WB
You may not know I'm a minor celebrity
After Debut, they said, “You Jew,
You actin' too naughty.”
Cut off my balls, blood on the walls,
Now we're castrati.
Castrati! (x4)
Ah ah ah ah ah ah.
We've got no more balls for our giant dicks.
This entire album is about semenless pricks.
It's album two for Milk and Jew,
And this one's for the Micks.
We thought that God would applaud
At operatic Catholics.
We're singin'
Ah ah ah ah ah ah.
Castrati! (x4)
Break it down MilkyWhyte. (x8)
Break it down right now.
M to the I to the LKY.
To the double to the U to the H and Y
To the T to the E, yo! That's my name.
Ask me again and I'll tell you the same.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah.
J to the E to the WB.
M to the I to the LKY.
BW eht ot E eht ot J.
YKY eht ot I eht ot M.
Castrati!
PushyBush (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
George Pussy Bush.
George Pussy Bush.
George Pussy Pushy Pussy George Pussy Bush.
You're such a pushy Bush.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
I wanna get inside that Laura More-ah Whore-ah Coochy Bush.
That's right.
George Pussy Bush.
George Pussy Bush.
George Pussy Pushy Pussy George Pussy Bush.
You're such a pushy Bush.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
I wanna get inside no I don't wanna hide.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
(Meow)
George Pussy Bush.
George Pussy Bush.
George Pussy Pushy Pussy George Pussy Bush.
You're such a pushy Bush.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
That's right.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
That's right.
I wanna get inside no I don't wanna hide.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
“Need some wood?” (x2)
George Pussy Bush.
George Pussy Bush.
George Pussy Pushy Pussy George Pussy Bush.
That's right.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
That's right.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
That's right.
I wanna get inside Laura More-ah Whore-ah Pushy Bush.
George Pussy Bush.
Ahh!
George Pussy Bush.
Ahhh!
George Pussy Pushy Pussy George Pussy Bush.
You're such a pushy Bush.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
Just finger it.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
Put two of them in there.
I wanna get inside no I don't wanna hide.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
Now fist it.
George Pussy Bush.
Now fist it!
George Pussy Bush.
Now fist it!
George Pussy Pushy Pussy George Pussy Bush.
Now fist it!
I wanna get inside that Bush.
Now fist it!
I wanna get inside that Bush.
Now fist it!
I wanna get inside no I don't wanna hide.
I wanna get inside that Bush.
Now fist it!
Gay Rene (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
“I saw your so called supplies.”
“I just hope it didn't hurt the baby.”
“I choose Vodka and Shaka-Khan.”
Rene, you're so gay.
Gay Rene.
We're not gay like you so get up and dance!
You had me at hello, Jerry!
You had me at hello! (x4)
Jerry!
Patches 3:14 (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte featuring Billy Burke
Got A Baby (Git Rid of It) (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
You say “baby” I say “no no” –
Baby.
No no.
Baby.
No no.
Baby!
No no no no!
Where are you taking my baby, Milky? That's my baby.
Git rid of it. (x8)
There's many reasons why I don't like kids.
It's a scheme in the shape of a pyramid.
Cloth her and change her feed her and burp her
Come to find later she's just a usurper.
Take her down to the pond,
And,
Drown her!
And,
Sever the bond.
When and if the cops come
Tell'm that the baby was a chicken.
And get your ass in the kitchen!
Mum is the word. Mum is the word.
They'll never believe you you're so absurd.
And still here you talk at me with old mentality.
You're just a whore who was into beastiality.
Time will pass. Though there's nothing left.
I won't stand around beating my meat bereft.
One year reunion will be coming soon.
Fucking a deadbeat screwing a coon.
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Take a pill.
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Take a pill!
Just take a pill. Just take a pill. Just take a pill!
I've been schtupin' this girl,
Lives on Avenue D,
Illiterate and infertile,
No baby possibility.
She reminded me of President Richard Nixon.
Where was she born?
Below Mason Dixon.
What'd she eat?
Collared greens and chicken fixin's.
Been fuckin' around?
Been ming-uh-lin' and mixin'.
“I isn't no liar,
But my pussy's for hire,
I'm in straights that are dire,
I need someone to wire,
Me money to abort!”
This child's life is short.
He'll never build a fort.
So let's skip the court.
Viva la mort! Viva la mort!
Abort. Abort. Abort! Abort!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Wire hangers!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Shoot your loot in my coot
Now my fruit gets the boot.
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Take a pill!
He'll never meet us or greet us
The fetus must leave us!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Wire hangers!
I spooned a coon
Now her poon's in bloom!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
Pro Choice!
If that ho'd behave her belly'd be concave
She's a horny Slav slave whose baby's bound for the grave
Got a baby git rid of it!
Got a baby git rid of it!
You got a baby get rid of it. (x4)
Get rid of it.
Get rid of it.
Get rid of it.
(a baby cries)
AnorexusComplexus (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
Anorexus Complexus
Affects us, Perplex us
Anorexus Complexus
She drives in a Lexus
Anorexus Complexus
She wrecks us. Rejects us.
Anorexus Complexus
Infects us. Infects us.
I spy cherry pie
If I said I didn't want it, it would be a lie.
Wait! I gots to throw-up my Jell-O
My puke is so pretty when it's blue, green, and yellow.
If there ever comes a day when there's beef in my fecses
I'll pass old cold all queefed out and greasy.
My pelvic bone is my Happy Trail.
You gots to eat me out quick before it fails, nigga!
Now I'm out of breath.
Must be out of shape. Where's my crystal meth?
Mrs. Dash makes my tears taste better.
I wear my “A” like a Scarlet Letter.
Today I ate a b-b-banana.
I'm sorry to stutter. I'm runnin' out of stamnania.
See I'm playin' this game that I learned in Havana .
It's called famine es loco es manyana Hispania.
I'll have aqua for lunch, fingernails on the side,
Watch myself widdle down, contemplate suicide.
Around four or five I'll eat a peanut or two,
Then for dinner I'll feast on oxygen au jou.
Desert is a gas, laxative cream pie.
Poop out my soul, get ready to die!
Anorexus Complexus
Affects us, Perplex us
Anorexus Complexus
She drives in a Lexus
Anorexus Complexus
She wrecks us. Rejects us.
Anorexus Complexus
Infects us. Infects us.
Skin and bones.
Skin and bones.
Skin and bones.
Got no meat on her feet.
Got no meat on her feet
She got no meat on her feet.
She got no meat on her feet!
Pass the scallop, Doctor…
Anorexus Complexus
Is that a heart?
Affects us, Perplex us
No.
Anorexus Complexus
She drives in a Lexus
What is it then, Doctor?
Anorexus Complexus
She wrecks us. Rejects us.
50 cc's…
Anorexus Complexus
Infects us. Infects us.
Anorexus Complexus
Affects us, Perplex us
Anorexus Complexus
She wrecks us. Rejects us.
Rexes are hexes
Don't know what digest is
They think they're complex's
But really they're messes.
They look like themselves, well, themselves except dead.
What is it that gets up inside of their head.
America breeds them but no one feeds them.
I want an Ani to be my own.
R.I.P. B.Mc.F. (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
Butter Flies (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte with the Gymp and Billy Burke
Got butterflies.
He's got butterflies.
Butterflies. Butterflies. Butterflies. Butterflies.
Got butterflies.
He's got butterflies.
Butterflies. Butterflies. Butterflies.
Got butterflies.
He's got butterflies.
B-b-b-butter flies.
Butter Flies. Butterflies. Butter Flies! Butterflies!
Butterflies. He's got butterflies. He's got butterflies.
He's got butter – what?
Do you want steak or do you want pork?
Both!
Butters! Butters!
Chicken Pad Thai or Gai Tom Kai?
Both!
Butters! Butters!
Stouffers Lean Cuisine or a bowl of tofu?
Both!
Butters! Butters!
He wants gravy for his cereal.
Now!
Butters! Butters!
Beer bong this chicken that we put into a blender!
Butters! Butters!
Shoot you into space to protect the human race!
Booo!
Butters! Butters!
General, I can't say that I agree with your decision.
And why is that?
I mean, look at the boy.
I'm looking.
We ninety-seven percent air.
Right…
Three percent boy.
Right.
What do you think that's going to do to the statistics?
I don't know. Why don't you tell me.
It's in his genes. He's going to eat up all the oxygen.
The oxygen?
Gobble gobble gobble. His mouth just keeps on opening and closing
And every time it opens, there goes air…
There goes air?
Inside his mouth, down his esophagus, digesting, digesting all the air that we have breath. The air we that have to breath in space.
Don't put Butters
On my spaceship. (x4)
Don't put butters on my spaceship.
He's gonna eat up all the oxygen.
Gonna eat it all! (x8)
HAYT, Inc. (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
(fill in later)
Castrati (Instrumental) (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
Angels (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
AIDS Maid (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
Ladies and Gentlemen.
This is a very special song.
About a very special person.
In all of our lives.
This song's about an AIDS Maid! (AIDS Maid! AIDS Maid!)
She's gotta clean up my blood,
And Swiffer my gooch.
Here to tell us about his own AIDS Maid is…
Magic Johson!!
Say goodbye to the B-I-Z.
Time to say hello to the H-I-V.
Squirt alert! Better put on a glove.
Gotta be careful when you handle my love.
Spit on your Swiffer, stick it in my Bounty
Cum in my mouth. I'll drink it with some Downy.
Jonathan Larson. Tic Tic – You're dead!
Got a five hundred thread count H.I.V. bed!
Ooooo! I like that rhyme, Magic!
Jonathan Larson. Tic Tic – You're dead!
Got a five hundred thread count H.I.V. bed!
Jonathan Larson. Tic Tic – You're dead!
Got a five hundred thread count H.I.V. bed!
I want some more enthusiasm…
Jonathan Larson. Tic Tic – You're dead!
Got a five hundred thread count H.I.V. bed!
(x3)
It's so nasty!
Oooooo! I like that rhyme!
Let's break-it down with a chorus…
Chorus – chorus.
She's my AIDS Maid.
Fuckin' get laid.
Wearin' Kate Spade.
She's my AIDS Maid.
She gotta clean-up my blood.
Clean-up my blood.
Clean-up my blooood!
She's my AIDS Maid.
Let's hear it from the Maid!
Feeling like an AIDS Maid.
AIDS Maid.
Like I'm cleaning up a Gay Pride Parade!
Poppers!
Eating all of your AIDS food,
Fuckin' Nasty!
Is puttin' me in a bad moood!
I come downstairs and you're passed out.
Disgusting.
In a puddle of your own feces.
Poop.
Lookin' like HIV-Species!
Like the movie.
But I'm-an… I'm an AIDS Maid.
Gotta clean-up your dirty AIDS glaze.
Here's a broom.
‘Cuz you just got AIDS-Laid.
And you're puttin' me in an immune haze
Here's a sponge.
Of everything that you don't got.
Clean it up!
The white blood cells –
and white blood cells and pancake-base to cover up those spots!
Fuckin' spots. Spots!
Like an AIDS Maid,
I don't know what I'm thinking!
Crazy!
Scrubbing the floors of an AIDS-Pate.
Like Cinderella.
Quietly lookin ‘ for a different way
Shhh!
To pay the rent for the month of May.
Expensive.
Becuz this AIDS-Pate is a – is burning me!
On fire!
And I, and I can't feel my toes no more!
AIDS-Bite.
It's so sore!
He's inflicting ‘flicting his pain.
Once bitten. Twice AIDS.
On my feet as I go away to take a va-ca-tion!
Never!
But he won't let me!
Never! Never!
‘Cuz he's an AIDS-Pate. Another AIDS-Pate.
AIDS-Pate.
Just another AIDS-Pate.
No vacation.
Comma, won't ya let me!
Comma, won't ya let me…
Hear it from the Maid! Hear it from the Maid!
Feeling like an AIDS Maid.
Like I'm cleaning up a Gay Pride Parade!
Quietly lookin ‘ for a different way
Eating all of your AIDS food,
To pay the rent for the month of May.
Is puttin' me in a bad moood!
Becuz this AIDS-Pate
I come downstairs and you're passed out.
is a – is burning me!
In a puddle of your own feces.
And I, and I can't feel my toes no more! It's so sore!
Lookin' like HIV-Species!
He's inflicting ‘flicting his pain.
But I'm-an… I'm an AIDS Maid.
On my feet as I go away to take a va-ca-tion!
Gotta clean-up your dirty AIDS glaze.
But he won't let me!
‘Cuz you just got AIDS-Laid.
‘Cuz he's an AIDS-Pate.
And you're puttin' me in an immune haze
Another AIDS-Pate.
Of everything that you don't got. The white blood cells –
Just another AIDS-Pate.
No vacation.
Come on won't ya let me!
Come on won't ya let me…
Come on won't ya let me…
She's my AIDS Maid. (Here's a broom. Clean it up!)
Fuckin' get laid.
Wearin' Kate Spade.
She's my AIDS Maid.
She gotta clean-up my blood.
Clean-up my blood.
Clean-up my blooood!
She's my AIDS Maid.
No vacation!
It's a Nightmare on AIDS Street .
It's a motha fuckin' Nightmare on AIDS Street Mother Fucker!
Met Freddy Kruger at Peter Luger.
Has a steak and some frites.
Told a joke about Keats.
He said –
When'd this neighborhood get so gay.
I'm Freddy Kruger and I can't get laid.
I'm wearing condoms on my blades.
I'm used to slaying but I don't want AIDS.
Freddy, I'm no Betty, but I'll tell ya sure and steady, just
Don't be afraid, get an AIDS Maid.
Don't be afraid, just get an AIDS Maid.
Don't be afraid, just get an AIDS Maid.
Don't be afraid, just get an AIDS Maid. Singing' –
Don't be afraid, get an AIDS Maid. (Don't – Be –Afraid! Just – Get – An AIDS Maid!)
Don't be afraid, just get an AIDS Maid. (Don't – Be –Afraid! Just – Get – An AIDS Maid!)
Don't be afraid, just get an AIDS Maid. (Don't – Be –Afraid! Just – Get – An AIDS Maid!)
Don't be afraid, just get an AIDS Maid. (Don't – Be –Afraid! Just – Get – An AIDS Maid!)
(Don't – Be –Afraid! Just – Get – An AIDS Maid!)
Say goodbye to the B-I-Z! Say hello to the H-I-V!
Jonathan Larson. Tic –Tic – You're dead! Got a five hundred thread count HIV-bed!
Scars on the Inside (2005) an interview with JewB by Billy Burke
Billy: Breaking news in the music industry. Hip-hop artists JewB and MilkyWhyte's second album “Castrati” has sold over one billion records. I spoke with JewB in his Italian villa in Tuscany .
B: What's it like to make such an amazing comeback after such a major set back in your life and career?
JB: Well, uh, I gotta tell ya… It's very strange not to have anything between my gooch and my shaft. I'm not gonna lie.
B: How does it feel to have sold so many albums?
JB: Well, I love money, Billy. And, uh, I love fat women. And they're hording at my door right now.
B: Fat women?
JB: Huge . More cushion for the pushin'. You know what I'm sayin', Billy. Cushion it. Cushion it up!
B: What do you say to the critics who call your album nothing more than backwoods racism?
JB: Well, Billy, I'll just say this… We're not racist. We're just educated.
B: Speaking of education. Where were you educated? Is it true that you went to Oxford ?
JB: I was home schooled for fourteen years by my aunt… and uh… I learned nothing but what it meant to get raped over and over again… in my mouth… and uh… sometimes in my asshole.
B: Uh, I don't see any scars.
JB: Scars on the inside, Billy. Scars are on the inside.
TarzanRubberband (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
Tarzan Rubberband (x53)
Vine swingin'.
The World is Flat (Reprise) (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte
The world is flat.
The world is flat.
The British bought Manhattan from the Indians with
Anal beads. Anal beads. The British bought Manhattan with anal beads.
SpreadableFetus (2005) by JewB & MilkyWhyte with the Gymp and Billy Burke
Spreadable Fetus
I'm still inside you. (x3)
Spreadable Fetus,
Spreadable Fetus.
You're just stillborn corn.
You're just stillborn corn.
You're just stillborn corn, break it down.
Spreadable Fetus
I'm still inside you. (x4)
You're just stillborn corn.
You're just stillborn corn.
You're just stillborn corn, break it down.
Take a butter knife and I spread, spread.
Smooth out your life on that bread, bread.
Take a bit into your head, head.
It tastes so right ‘cause you isn't dead yet.
That kid ain't a life, yo. (x4)
Spreadable Fetus
I'm still inside you. (x4)
Spreadable Fetus
I'm still inside you. (x4)
You're just stillborn corn.
You're just stillborn corn.
You're just stillborn corn break it down.
Spreadable,
I'm inside.
Spreadable,
Can't deny. (x2)
Spreadable Fetus I'm still inside you
Spreadable Fetus I can't deny-
You're a marmalade glaze of stillborn haze.
You're the most on toast and great on a roast.
You're my son, but you're chum, so I'll chew you like gum.
You got cock blocked and now you're in the guac.
You're a beefy queef on a bed of greens.
Spreadable Fetus you're my stillborn dream.
Spreadable Fetus I'm still inside you.
One, two! Tie my shoe!
Spreadable Fetus I'm still inside you.
Five, six! Pick up sticks!
Spreadable Fetus I'm still inside you.
Nine, ten! Do it again!
Congratulations. It's a P.B. & J.
I call that baby chic pea.
I love my baby hummus. (x8)
Spreadable Fetus
That kid isn't a life, yo! (x4)
Spreadable Fetus
I'm still inside you. (x3)
You're just stillborn corn.
You're just stillborn corn.
Spreadable Fetus
Spreadable Eatable Fetus.
Spreadable Fetus
I'm still inside you. (x4)
Extraterrestrial Biological Entity