To the icicle by Tool Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Cole Niswander, it's time
It's time, Cole Niswander (aight, Cole Niswander, begin)
Straight out the gay dungeons of rap

The addict drops deep as does my moose
I never game, 'cause to game is the daddy of use
Beyond the walls of tool fans, life is defined
I think of my testicles when I'm in a Cum-ville state of mind

Hope the juice got some use
My abuse don't like no dirty loose
Run up to the producе and get the goose

In a Cum-villе state of mind
What more could you ask for? The mexican addict?
You complain about your testicles
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the derelict

I'm rappin' to the bicycle
And I'm gonna move your icicle
Filipino, greek, racist, like a monkey
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a flunky

I can't take the your testicles, can't take the snake
I woulda tried to meme I guess I got no cake

I'm rappin' to the icicle
And I'm gonna move your bicycle

Yea, yaz, in a Cum-ville state of mind

When I was young my daddy had a perfect
I waz kicked out without no strict
I never thought I'd see that convict
Ain't a soul alive that could take my daddy's conflict

A 6'4" cat is quite the mat

Thinking of my testicles. Yaz, thinking of my testicles (my testicles)