Lyrics:
pissed
So splickty wickity chickity, jump off a cliff
Look at what you made me do, Taylor swift
So play the skin flute, fuck a metaphor, suck a limp dick
boy, what you doin' with your life
With those tattoos on your face?
Say, boy, you know that you'll pay the price
Well, I guess I'll see when I head
irreducible
Crazy with the word play
Nothing less than first place
They ain't fucking with me
Spit that fire on my worst day
I take it personal
The way I flow
Will they sing about your sorrow
Like they sing about Achilles' rage
Even if you put
The lyrics and notes on a page
And stuffed em down the mouths
don't mind if I start to reminisce
'Bout the night that I got drunk and made you listen to Taylor Swift
And you made me stop my dancing so you could pull
, you will get sparked
Still out here with the rambz in the car
But don't think that we ain't got sticks that get barked like
You already know Blessed
yours sounds all the same
You listen to One Direction, when I'd rather listen to Descendents
You've got albums by Taylor Swift, I'm Bikini Kill and Limp
to the funhouse of Ethan Creed McGoldrick
Have fun here 'cause I'm never letting you
Go prick
My lyrics hit hard like a brick
The bombs about to go off like
admitting is the first step
And hey, you know ain't nobody perfect
And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep
But hey, their backstroke I'm tryna perfect
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Here, here…
1/2 Group
3 & 4
We agree…
All Group
Filled with Pride
V80 Woman 2
cheers to you, Fanny, you said what you must!
V81 Woman 3
All in
and a sheet.
Now I don’t do well with haters. Leave ‘em dead and lacerated.
You just shouldn’t mess with Taylor. Don’t you meddle with me.
Look I’ll roll you
somethin {"Now LISTEN!"}
Don't you carry yo' ass in the studio fuckin wit dem boys neither
Or they put knots all UPSIDE ya motherfuckin head with the beats!
song is too
U have a bad voice and I can’t stand watching you
My Karen is humble, she’s so sweet
But Not as cute as Taylor swift
Not as classy as Gwen
steady my aim
So you better learn the lyrics and remember the name
Cos I'm the "N" the "I" to the "A.L.L"
With the pen, you will die and go straight
Hemoglobin & THC in me equally
So many lyrics from weed it take ya a week to read
Keep up appearances easily, keep a piece with me
I hear your
off by sprayin' beer in your face
So the '94 to them, I'm for my niggas that remember
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December
at seed and status
envy the world on making
Entrusted with safety
I saved them from abomination
hold in my palm my nation
have you ever seen one guy
a long meter
My lyrics on a song with a strong beat
Give you my past just to tell a nigga his future like a palm reader (damn)
Under palm trees blowin'
I'mma
Get you sucker if you bite like a piranha
So save them preschool rhymes for the kids at Wonderama
Point blank, period, with no comma
Rhymes so
the block, yea I run it
I say fuck, no fuck it
On my head, I wear a bucket
Fuck Taylor Swift, she's just a bitch
Shoot her down with my stick
Cause she can
veins
As I unwind
On my blood meditating on the past
Steady hittin' rewind
Wishin' me and you more time
Yeah guess it was the wrong time
But with you it
her worst nightmare
This is hell, you don't evеr gotta fight fair
My spirit floats around in the night air
Or in your day dreams, that's how death seems
templates
I'll bring ten crates of my best mates
Puttin' up my worst and best traits
Converse in a verse with dead saints
Holy grime, it's a blessed day
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