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tex mex apocalypse (birdo cut) - the expédition lyrics

hi. it’s me. im just gonna give you a heads up
this is not genuinely how i think. if this is your first song of mine you hear, none of my other songs are this vile. or s*xual. or have features. everything said is just for entertainment purposes. if you hear something you dont like, just shut off the song. ok, that’s all

name’s miguel, i got rhymes like dimes
sh*tty tex mex is a dime*a*dozen
it’s a scam how i bought salsa for 9.95
or was it 9.96?
my latina actress got me acting erotic
sick of carne asada, i need me something exotic
don’t get the hype, these mexican cokes ain’t about sh*t
but not the type the cartel fl!cks, the one that fizzes
these tables always be the stickiest
she stole my soul through my urethra
“hola mi nombres maria gawk tuya?”
spin her in her dance, call her baby doll
spicier than green salsa tamales, douse it in hot sauce
wetter than the wet bandits
her ex act tough, he only got on a dirty sanchez
she got other options, call that a c*ck fight
and with a machete, cut a slice of cartel pie
just incase, suicidal thoughts are not racing across my brain
if i fall into any early grave, y’all know who to chase
steak, pollo, tongue and bacon
im kanye the way im surrounded by all these jamaicans
day 4 and 5
the news has us in a hispanic panic
the hive has been rampaging through new york after it took over brooklyn
the blind being strung across our eyes is woolen
anyways, me and maria’s getting engaged
i can’t buy a wedding ring, so i tied a napkin on her finger
but her dad, the restaurant owner, got enraged
so he leaved the settlement, tried to find a better man with more blinger
me and maria conceived a child on the corn starch supply
this is a terrible part in time to bring up a human life
there’s half the amount of people in north america left
the radio towers and phone lines are all wrecked
we currently reside at chile de limon
this was a mistake, this chica always needs someone to nag on
lets not forget her mom
shes 85, taking 6 proscriptions, and a huge b*tch
she asked where we’re going for our honeymoon
i’m like “we’re in armaggedeon, we’ll all be dead soon
you’re running out of things to complain about, yet here you pout.”
then her mom walked in, wrinkly as a prune
“¿qué pasa?”
like “shut up b*tch i’ll rock ya, walk back to your rocka’ with your lil walka’ before i sock all of ya’ll”
birdo verse:
a b c like my hepatitis, my music is better than the d*mn. album by tydus
nevermind its only birdo who can write this
i saw this lady’s drink and i spiked it
d*mn, two felonies later…
im so good at fishing they call me the master baiter
the expidisers are fat they breathe like darth vador
every time pg jump that sh*t leaves a crater
huhhuhuhu like dusty depot
i don’t f*ck with these hoes
hoe cakes yeah i cook those
women that’s right, i beat those
i don’t feat. on a beat, i just l!ck those
but ill fiend on a treat not just eat those
at the door i just greet bros
man i dont know how to switch the flow
but f*ck it b*ttf*ck it
collect calories like pokemon cards
my body is 102 percent lard with a 2 percent chance of error
bro what the f*ck
im like timmy turner with a glock
ruthless hoes be sucking on my c*ck
why did you bite it hoe get out of my huracan
kanye for president libtards fly away like a flock
gangster tadpoles be hard rock
wait can you get your mouth off of my d*ck
f*ck the treat i just wanna trick
toosie rolls bro what is this
this finna make me commit suicide
look alive
can’t wait for these politicians to die
every monday finna make me cry
every sunday makes me commit homicide
no other reason besides no chick*fil*a
verse 2:
i can’t live the rest of my life hiding from beef no way
the streets are filled with meat, wait that sounded gay
for like 5 days we’ve been out back eating tacos
burn my fingerprints off on some nachos
i betrayed maria, she’s now my side hoe
like a burrito, her moms the main course
they asked for a threesome, i didn’t have a choice
then her dad stormed back, and he kicked in the door’s boards
in poor english, he said “tu whorres!”
“my restaurant! mine! you get out! vete ahora perra chico!
me and tu never be amigos! now leavo!”
he kicked me out of chile de limon
that leaves no hispanicmilfs for me to ride*on
d*mn, this sh*t’s hard to rhyme on
im in the streets, its full of blood
it reeks of solidified grease
then a bumbling meat spike comes crawling towards me
it’s meaty tongue spirals around my body to my knee
no way, jose!
this can’t be how i go!
im in disarray, these hoes never learned how to wipe the tables off with a tablecloth

- the expedition lyrics

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