You a beef frank?
Well to be frank you taste like shit
Whether on a bun or deep fried on a fuckin stick
Lookin like a dick with that flaccid penis shape
Between my lips that wienerschnitzel will not penetrate
Put that hot dog down like Old Yeller
That mystery meat's gon' give ya salmonella
I reject 'em cuz they made with pig rectums
They're at garbage end of the nutritional spectrum
I don’t eat 'em if they pork
I don’t eat 'em if they Kosher
I always swerve them hot dogs when I'm shopping at the grocer
Gobbling dogs should be a criminal misdemeanor
Blowjobs are the only time you should eating wiener
Food fight
I relish the thought
I mustered the courage
To tear your buns up
Food night
You'll never catch up
Now you're in a pickle
You better give up
Eat these Mickey-Ds clowns?
Forget it
The only kinda (wr)rap you good at is lettuce
Bada-bah-bah-bah I ain't lovin it
You hamburgers need help
Go run to your oven mitt
I look like a dildo that a hot woman would strap on
While you look like dog shit that has recently been stepped on
Are you meat motherfucker or a pancake?
Making hamburger is just ruining some damn steak
I’ll assassinate the Burger King gladly
He’s a bitch
That's why they call him burger patty
I'll storm his White Castle
End the lives of all Five Guys
Smash the Burgers and be In-N-Out of there in no time
You know tummies gon' choose me when they famished
I’m a ballpark classic
You a hyped up sammich
Mouths take a single bite and they don't wanna finish
There's a reason that your mascot's named Grimace
I'm a foot long and my flow is red hot
One bite of me and you don't wanna stop
I’m like Cujo that's been dipped in lava
That’s one hot ma-fuckin dog
At the barbecue it's like a hot dog holocaust
Oh my gosh
People gobble me like Kobayashi
But a burger?
The only way folks will take it
Is doubled up and cuddled up beneath a cheese blanket
So swerve burgers whether you're at Trader Joe's or Gelson's
I burned you 'til this meat was murdered
Now this burger's well done
Food fight
I relish the thought
I mustard the courage
To tear your buns up
Food night
You'll never ketchup
Now you're in a pickle
You better give up