Bart's Rap Lyrics

Don't critique my technique,
I'm no geek, I make the principal nervous,
my friends can confirmus,
I'll bust a spitwad in your epidermis,
you can trace my remorse to its supersized sourceSimpsons, The - Bart's Rap - http://motolyrics.com/simpsons-the/barts-rap-lyrics.html
A hungry, hungry hypocrite named Homer of course,
my old man's pathetic, damn is his head thick,
The gas from his ass is carcinogenic,
every day I pray his DNA ain't genetic.