Wut wut wut wut (4x) Oh! I got a nasty rash Probably from wearing this gross used jacket Front pocket, just found a used condom Guess I should’ve washed it Walking into the club like “Wait, what? I think that I’m lost” I’m messed up and smell like piss from the thrift shop Wipe the dandruff with so much swagger The people like “Damn, that’s a gross ass cracker” Wearing these used panties Hope you don’t get a disease Who gives a ****? Got them with these shoes, super cheap Those really stink Said a girl sitting next to me You look like you’re homeless And what is that on your jeans? ***z But hey, pretty sure it’s aids free! They had a bloody sweater, I bought a bloody sweater Since I’ve been wearing it My stomach is starting to hurt Hello, hello, my skin’s turning yellow Oh, that’s the hepatitis; it comes with all of the clothes Now I’m feeling real sick Gonna puke on my toes The sneaker heads will be like Ah! Not on the Velcro’s! I don’t know where I am Does someone know how to get to McDonalds? I got lost, now I’m in a thrift shop This is f**king awful I can help you with that I just found a Big Mac in my back pocket Oh needle, I also found a needle This tastes f**king awful What you know about having a really bad hairdo? What you know about getting cramps from my hat, dude? I’m digging, I’m digging, and I’m searching right through this dumpster This dead cat would go perfect with my shirt! Thank your granddad for donating his old dirty dentures Even though my mouth really hurts Are you okay man? I think you should see a doctor Nah, I’ll be fine I don’t need no god damn doctor My hands are turning black I can’t feel my nut sack I got gonorrhea and the clap Oh man, it stings like a motha f**ka I think the bugs are biting in this motha f**ka Okay, honestly dude, stop saying motha f**ka! I just lost all the feeling in my legs now I can’t walk so I’m crawling on the damn ground Stop playing saxophone And help me get back up so I can go back to the club and show off my clothes Dude, you’re bleeding from your nose Your mouth is full of foam I don’t care man, let’s go Macklemore looks like ass I think he needs a thrift shop intervention He is green, and he is seizuring We need to talk to him We think you need rehab This is getting real bad Stop buying diseased clothes From the thrift shop down the road But they’re incredible He needs a hospital Let’s take him, it’s down the road Where my arms and legs go? We cut off all your limbs They were infected from the gross clothes you bought You almost died You’re lucky to be alive Yo, where’s the nearest thrift shop? You know, there’s actually one right down the road Dude, thanks man Hella dope parody by the way Dude, was that Macklemore?