Dead.
Baby Dick F**k
Baby Dick F**k
Take your fat tongue!
And curl it into a 'U',
You take and unborn child who knows not what you do
[Chorus]
Baby Dick F**k
Baby Dick F**k
Baby Dick F**k -
Baby Dick F**k -
Baby dick F**k
Baby Dick Suck
Baby Dick F**k
Baby Dick F**k
There's no excuse, give him the goose
With a push and then a shove
Teach that child how grown-ups love
[Chorus]
F**k F**k Suck Suck F**k F**k
I haunt the malls and the
Burger Kings I am the giver of pain
Splitting the rumps of the wicked
Only the nipples remain [x2]
The cherub screams "NO" as I move to defile
Our bodies entwine in a puddle of bile
Many years later we'll look back and smile
As we thrash about on the urine-drenched tile
The delivery room is as still as a tomb
I f**k the child while its still in your womb
The child is now dead and you start to blubber
F**k your warm corpse with your child as a rubber
Take your fat tongue, ram it up her bung
Her face is packed with cum We've only just begun
From your head, your eyes I pluck
Give you savage socket f**k
Work my wand of black obsidian
End up like a Branch Davidian
Baby Dick F**k
Baby Dick F**k
Baby Dick F**k [x a lot]
Writer(s): Bradley Dunbar Roberts
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