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Sudden Death - Bran lyrics
(parody of "Slam" by Onyx)
 [chorus] 
 Bran! Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh
 For when you're stuck! 
 Bran! Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh 
 Diarrhea!! 
 C'mon have another one, then another one, eat all of 'em 
 Choose one from the supermarket, there's a whole wall of 'em 
 Cereals with bran and fiber in 'em make you crap a lot 
 It makes your butt feel all slimy 
 I'm-a show you how, c'mon all together now 
 Yeah, that's how it's gotta be 
 Cereals with bran and a lot of fiber in it 
 In your mouth out your rear, in a span of three minutes 
 Prune juice, wash it down, clean you out fast 
 Pant's droppin', the floppin' and ploppin' splashin' your ass 
 Once it gets started, it just won't quit 
 And then ulllgghhh, to big to fit 
 98% of constipated people couldn't give a shit 
 Little bit problem isn't it what's fixin' it 
 I got a plan, I'm the man sittin' on the can 
 All because I eat a lot of bran 
 [chorus] 
 I'm-a sit here sittin' on the shitter in pain, oh 
 The only thing that cleans you out better is Drano 
 But you can't beat bran for it's raz-a-ma-taz Sudden Death - Bran - http://motolyrics.com/sudden-death/bran-lyrics.html
 Makes you "ullgh-raptha-thbbb" like my main man Taz 
 If one bowl doesn't work have one more 
 And you won't be constipated any more 
 Bloated, loaded, you better be prepared 
 If not it'll feel like your lungs have imploded 
 The smell it makes me high, I desecrate the air 
 Be there for a week and never come up for air 
 My crew, yup, my fans, yup, we all got plans 
 To be sittin' on the john with the tidy bowl man 
 The smell, the sound, it gets all around you.
 We got enough toilet paper? I'm goin' for Round 2 
 Fill it to the brim, I lost ten pounds 
 You run for your life before the smell tracks you down 
 [chorus] 
 I'm the new king, sittin' on the porcelain throne 
 Hurry up and give me the damn plunger before this thing overflows 
 Tons of it in the potty, my body created 
 Give some to the White House, they're all constipated 
 Stuff comes out my ass like it was Niagara Falls 
 So much of it falls that it splashes my balls 
 And I, let it go so I [fart] um excuse me 
 I started this nasty caper to create a toxic vapor 
 For that I give praise to the maker 
 'Cause cereals now come with a free roll of toilet paper 
 But but but wait I see stars 
 I'm so full of gas I could drive to Mars 
 When I'm not on the can, I'm shoppin with my man 
 Buyin' some cereals with fiber and, and [chorus]









