Intergalacdick
By rancidmilkman on March 2, 2014 9:52 pm
Big shout out to Cornelius West MD PhD Esq for writing/recording the lyrics and vocals for this track. This is really the music that I write. Everything else is just joke material.
Lyrics:
<INTERGALACDICK LOVER>
yo
Space Lupdo on the track
Cornelius West M.D. PhD Esq.
Andromeda region represent
pussy like collapsed neutron star
ain't fuckin with no Earth bitches up in this
(lemme hit dat quantum tunnel)
[VERSE 1]
<SPACE LUPEDO>
Green pussy
Beam me up
Worm-hole cunt suck up the nut
I gotta pound that ass
With my Class-5 cruiser
Imma use her and abuse her and my rail gun gonna bruise her
with its EM pulse.
Said she don't want me? False.
Space Lupdo make that bitch convulse
involuntarily, sex singularity
I fuck multiple bitches customarily
But still free from neutron decay--I ain't gay
My particle ray splays pussies all day
In the Andromeda region, my hoes be legion
Leave a bitch out in 0 Kelvin she freezin'
Reason, dictates, my dick takes virginity
Logical sublimity, orgasms: infinity
Functions of modified Newtonian dynamics
Quantify velocity: my dick rips your planet
[CHORUS]
Intergalacdick Lover
(You) Know I got that nanotech rubber
Gonna take you back from the deep-space bar
Then collapse that pussy like a neutron star
Intergalacdick Lover
Got them molecules like no other
[VERSE 2]
Velocity of my cumshot reach C asymptotically
Time slows down when you riding Lupdo's D
Your climax approaching infinity
Lupdo's dick convert ass into energy
Yes, I'm fluent in quantum mechanics
Wave-particle functions and fluid dynamics
the viscosity of your pussy better be
point-two-five pascal seconds honestly
your density is too high
for my spaceship to fly
can't escape the gravity
when I'm stuck between your thighs
my eyes deceive me
Riemmanian geometry
gotta set the pussy free
from the 3D slavery
WEST
<WEST>
Welcome to the final frontier
Cornelius West is the master here
Equipped with an exhaustive sexual taxonomy
(I'm the) founder of the axiomatic foundations of geometry
You see, since Grade 3 it was apparent to me,
I could omit Euclid's fifth postulate consistently,
Your man be stuck in 3D; while I explore your curved spaces
No formal equations exist to describe
my superior embraces the traces of inferior beings--my skill erases,
let me to take the lights down, slip off your nanosilk gown,
that clown couldn't come around tonight; he ain't in town
(Triplets)
so as I undo your laces, let your mind go blank
Relax: think about Cornelius West; forget the rest
Cause yo my Planck be constant girl; make your toes curl
spank your booty into an alternate world
[VERSE 3]
<FUTURE JOHN>
Girl when I see you in the Gucci space boots
I deduce my particle cannon gonna get loose
My cybernetic dick gets slick with synthoil
I make your pussy drip juice and your Earthblood boil,
Gurl. Jacked into the mainframe.
Take off your skirt and service my robocane
Cause it's plain to see: posthumans sweatin on me
asteroid-smash they ass into debris
'Cause Future John is on a new mission.
The ambition is clear: a true playa-tactition,
robotic sex technician; sheer nomological force
clears the way for me to christen you
my new space-boo, your days of bio-men are through.
I flex techno-sex effects that leave your body-parts perplexed,
The next objective: I must follow my prime directive
Future John travel back in time and buy all contraceptives
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