Checking Out

Yo, yo. That was our album.
We hope you liked our album.
We think it was a pretty good album.
And now, we'd like to thank the following:
Jack In The Box... Sparks... Slashdot... My mom, and my mom's mom.
Peter Gabriel. Jeff Bridges aka, The Big Lebowski.
Craig from Craigslist. That guy, the guy who made BitTorrent.
Stefan Gruber... Something Awful, and the Something Awful forums.
Dokken, keep on dreaming, motherfuckers.

We'd like to thank chocolate milk, and the Raindon, R.I.P. - Rest In Peace.
The Kallus Unclez. Wu-Tang Clan.
And who could forget Bungie and Blizzard.
We wanna thank pre-Columbine KMFDM. And Dr. Emett Brown.
And NPH, aka Neil Patrick Harris, aka Doogie Howser.
We wanna thank the Golden Girls, and Patrick Stewart, and Brent Spiner, and LeVar Burton.
Rest in peace, Notorious B.I.G. and O.D.B. and SuperNova.
And rest in peace SEGA, Kevin Mitnick.
Rest in peace Dave Murphy, Kate Libby, Lord Nikon.
And rest in peace Razor and Blade.
We'd like to thank Rocko's Modern Life. Bumba and Jaye. CSI:Miami. Mozilla Firefox.
We'd like to thank Bumpernuts.
And we'd like to thank internet bitches who been showin' us they titties.
We would like to thank Law & Order: Special Victims Unit. Mariska Hargitay!
And Dennis Hopper, we'd like to thank.
We'd like to thank internet porn, and the Fuckingham Palace.
We'd like to thank Bang Bus, and Slick Rick.

Yo, don't forget Empornium!
Yo, I'd like to than Shure, Propellerheads.
Yo, I got a shout-out for Zorba, and Weevah, and Weev.
LJ Drama, Jameth, Yo, Hep, Girlvinyl.
Encyclopedia Dramatica, yo bantown, muthafuckas.
Ya'll I wanna give a shout-out to Steve Jobs.
Cause dude, his nuts... his nuts is like as big as... my house. I got a big house.
I wanna, I wanna thank parmesan cheese. 'Cuz it tastes... so, so good.

Alright. Check it out.
I wanna thank A Drow Ranger, for keeping the Mafia tight.
Gary Coleman's mom's pussy. Pudge Brothers Pizza. MC Slice-A-Lot.
The Bit. All the skeebs at the Northgate Mall. Jennifer Love Hewitt's cleavage.
The Inspiration Chest. Biz Markee, yeah I know we butchered your song.
Shoutouts to all the local Graff writers. Your moms... The Mario Brothers.
Ben Browder. Richard Dean Anderson. James Spader, he was the bomb in Supernova, yo.
Bea Arthur, you know you fine. All my Daggerspine homies.
Tina, we wanna see your titties. C-Lo, and let's not forget your mom.

Yo, I wanna give shoutouts to Mantis, SeaQuest, the whole old school lineup.
Wanna give shoutouts to Hard-OCP, Engadget, Gizmodo.
The Phantom game console, we're still waitin' on ya, baby. We're still waitin'.
The Taco Truck, Mongoose IPA, that game Seaman.
Oh and that bass fishing game, that shit was hot.
I wanna give, give a s... give thanks to Courtney, for bringing us fuckin' Taco Bell when was all too drunk to leave the studio.
Seagate Hard drives, SNES, 9x, Nesticle, y'all keepin it real.
Yo, Old Peculiar? All them fools in the studio keepin' them lulz goin'.
Beth's Cafe. Peter Venkman, from World of Psychics. Fuckin', Albuterol.
Power Gloves, Power Pen, that fucking Nintendo robot that cut my god damn finger.
Yo man, that shit is real. I'll give a shoutout to fuckin'...
Fuckin' PC Speaker for writin' my "If I Ruled The World" verse.
Yeah man, you keepin' real for our people. Let's just keep it goin', man.

I dedicate this performance to the lovin' memory of Microsoft QBasic. Keepin' it real.

Yo man, this PC Speaker again. I love you Subrandom.
Will you marry me, In a club? We can make babies, they got technologies,
so two dude's sperm can be one baby, yo.
Yo we done forgotten somebody up in here!
Y'all nerd, please nerd. Nerd I got be talkin about Motherboard up in this piece, man!
I ain't- you know what I'm sayin'?
Motherboard... It's for recordin' them vocals.
Yo mobo... mobo...
Aight man and we want to shout out nuclear bombs and shit mang to the piece... We be up on out on this, jizizoint, boy, fofeezle.

== Just A Friend (Hidden Track) ==

Have you ever met a girl that you tried to date.
But a year to make love she wanted you to wait.
Let me tell ya a story of my situation.
I was talkin' to this girl from the U.S. nation.
The way that I met her was on tour at a concert.
She had long hair and a short miniskirt.
I just got off-stage drippin', pourin' with sweat.
I was walkin' through the crowd and guess who I met.
I whispered in her ear, come to the picture booth.
So I can axe you some questions to see if you are hundred proof.
I asked her her name, she said blah-blah-blah.
She had 9/10 pants and a very big bra.
I took a couple of flicks and she was enthused.
I said, "How do you like the show?"
She said, "I was very amused."
I started throwin' bass, she started throwin' back mid-range.
But when I sprung the question, she acted kind of strange.
Then when I asked "Do ya have a man?" she tried to pretend.
She said, "No I don't, I only have a friend."
Come on, I aint even goin' for it.
Here's what I'm gonna sing.

You, you got what I need, but you say he's just a friend.
And you say he's just a friend, oh baby.
You, you got what I need, but you say he's just a friend.
But you say he's just a friend, oh baby.
You, you got what I need, but you say he's just a friend.
But you say he's just a friend.

So I took blah-blah's word for it at this time.
I thought just havin' a friend couldn't be no crime,
'cuz I have friends and that's a fact.
Like Agnes, Agatha, Germaine, and Jacq.
Forget about that, let's go into the story.
About a girl named blah-blah-blah that adored me.
So we started talkin', getttin' familiar.
Spendin' a lot of time so we could build up.
A relationship or some understanding.
How it's gonna be in the future we was plannin'.
Everything sounded so dandy and sweet.
I had no idea I was in for a treat.
After this was established, everything was cool.
The tour was over and she went back to school.
I called every day to see how she was doin'.
Everytime that I called her it seemed somethin' was brewin'.
I called her on my dime, picked up, and then I called again.
I said, yo, who was that? Oh, he's just a friend.
Pssh, come on, don't gimme dat.
Jus bust this.

You, you got what I need, but you say he's just a friend.
And you say he's just a friend, oh baby.
You, you got what I need, but you say he's just a friend.
But you say he's just a friend, oh baby.
You, you got what I need, but you say he's just a friend.
But you say he's just a friend.

So I came to her college on a surprise visit.
To see my girl that was so exquisite.
It was a school day, I knew she was there.
at The first semester of the school year.
I went to a gate to ask where was her dorm.
This guy made me fill out a visitor's form.
He told me where it was and I as on my way.
her told me had baby doll, I was happy to say.
I arrived in front of the dormitory.
Yo, could you tell me where is door three?
Could they show me where it was for a moment.
I didnt know such an event.
So I came to her room, and opened her door.
Oh, snap! Guess what I saw?
Another killa... fes... fuckin' kissin' my girl in the mouth.
I was so... knock out, sweat down south.
So please listen to the message that I send.
Don't ever talk to a girl who says she just got a friend.

Will that work for what you guys wanted?
You're really fucking high now. Not like before, when you were like, "I'mma smoke a lil weed..." you're fucking high. You can't even do anything but play with your god damn lighters
That was bad.
Pieces of shit! Get the fuck out of my bar!