Junk Punter Songtext
von The MC Type

This song is dedicated
To that special feeling you get
When you run up to a stranger
And kick him
Square in the balls
Give your testicles a swift kick


BAM! Yeah, right in the nuts
I hope that ain′t what you look like when you fuck
Eyelids shut, mouth hole wide open
Surprise junk kicks can be so mind blowing
Like chugging down a slurpy
And getting the brain freeze
Every time you get your dangle piece
And your brains kneed
You say please Lord
Make the pain stop
Why'd you have a stranger come and kick me in my cock
I′m a bitch
I won't pretend to be forceful
I tend to resort to
The preemptive abortion
No child support, can't be mad at that
So what the pain nags, you still have a sack
Your testies went up, gave your stomach a visit
Now your future kids are in a fucked up position
Listen to the laughter of the crowd who you hate
Ya tried to block your balls with your hand but it′s too late

Ha ha
That′s right, looks like it hurt, don't it
Right in the fucking balls
Ooooo


Give your testicles a swift kick
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
How you wanna act
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
Give your testicles a swift kick
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
How you wanna act
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
Give your testicles a swift kick

BLOA! Whatcha want motherfucker
Type is one bad sucker kick junk punter
As soon as I discovered how to really end a fight
Is to kick ′em in their purple headed demon's one eye I
Never did stop putting my foot to cock
Tip of the toe to a crotch feels so top notch
Looking at me now and you′ll see me smile
Gravity is heavy with your testies defiled
You weren't getting pussy so you had the blue balls
Now the only difference is they′re black and blue balls
Whose fault? Well, I don't know
That's like rappers telling women they should keep their legs closed
Tugging on your clothes while you′re hugging on your privates
Stop, drop and roll like you been set on fire
There′s nothing you can do to control your fate
I got you red in your face
And guess what - it's too late

Ha ha ha
I′m running off cause I just kicked you in the balls
I ain't catching an ass whooping for that man
I′m out! Have fun with that one bitch

Give your testicles a swift kick
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
How you wanna act
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
Give your testicles a swift kick
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
How you wanna act
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
Give your testicles a swift kick

And it sounds like that
Type just came on a sneak attack
I crept up on ya when you turned your back
Steel toe boots to your harry beanbag
See that's just a lesson in life
Always keep guard of the left and the rights
All′s fair in a fight
And isn't it scary
No rules against kicking dudes in their twig and berries
Barely breathing
You're pale as a ghost would be
Angry with me for impaling male ovaries
I put my Jordans to your sensitive organs
Don′t be mad, I′m preventing an orphan
You'll never get a wife as damaged man
No lady wants a Daddy if he can′t be a dad
So listen to this track when you masturbate
Cause the day will come
Then you won't, cause it′s too late

Ha ha ha
Yes! They call me Type
Because I'm that type of douchebag
That will kick you in the balls if you fuck with me

Give your testicles a swift kick
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
How you wanna act
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
Give your testicles a swift kick
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
How you wanna act
So whatcha want want
How you wanna act
So whatcha whatcha want
Give your testicles a swift kick

I like kicking people in the balls