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adam calhoun - church's coffin lyrics

[intro]
ryan upchurch
ay, end my career, p+ssy
get off the internet, come troll me in real life

[verse 1]
when that adderall kicks in it’s terrific, sh+t’s delicious, t++th go missing, eyes look different
look at ryan, he’s a perfect picture of addiction, i’m conflicted
minutes turn to hours, this little coward b+tt naked in the shower
talk about this and tom mcdonald, why you trippin’? ayy
everybody gave you all your flowers, your flowers, your flowers
guess it ain’t enough, now you wanna take hours
b+tch you fake as f+ck, you can slide to your followers
and they accept it, acknowledge it, act likе god said it, bunch of yes men
try to f+cking put me in thе box, b+tch, we ain’t playing tetris
when it comes to the rap sh+t, you ain’t on no best list
you don’t wanna fight, you this type with mad fingers
must suck to be a sh+tty rapper, and a bad singer
boy you sweat just talking, out of breath just walking
lord forgive me, i’m about to put a church in a coffin
say what you say, hoe, i’ma take it farther
say you hate canadians, but love nicole arbor
say you hate your mother, you can’t stand your father
i guess that’s a whole lotta life mixed with karma
your lifeline to keep you alive is big pharma, you know adderall
your last album belly flop, all i do is cannonball
letter boy, f+cking dork, dragon ball
i can smell the bullsh+t, i’m a f+cking matador
wobble like a cripple man, body like michelin, titties like a b+tch
probably suck d+ck, olympian
ryan type of dude to be g+y and not say sh+t
turn around and make fun of you for the same sh+t
heart starts racing, then he starts painting, pacing in the bas+m+nt
talk about sp+ceships, i’ma keep it a brick, freemason
ryan type of dude to say f+ck you, and then write a statement
you been breadcrumbing, you been said something
you turn your back on your friends like the feds coming
you holler at boys, that’s how you make a living
creek squad cool, but i’m more like a river
sh+t moves quicker and got bigger fish
and the creek’s just water on the side of a ditch
your followers are lost, just a bunch of blind kids
and you ain’t got no heart, that’s a sign of a b+tch
fat kid, body look like a bag of sh+t
did a backflip and landed on a bag of d+cks
apple iphone, only place that you exist
and this sh+t all started ’cause you said i made a diss
how’s it feel to be hated and alone?
when i’m done you’ll be broke down, like all them trucks you own
i was really there for you, loved you like a brother
guess i shouldn’t be surprised, look how you treat your mother
i know you can’t run, plus you’re stuck with some flat tires
you been baptized, holy water splashed on
open up your black eyes, better start to act right
or leave this b+tch flatlined, wonder what your cap size
[outro]
this motherf+cker sits in his house behind security and a gate talkin’ crazy to his f+ckin’ phone
hey you p+ssy, come talk to me crazy in my face
“i didn’t even try to write this diss track, it took me—yawn, i’m going to bed, i just wrote this before i went to bed”
yeah, you can tell, half your sh+t don’t even rhyme little b+tch

- adam calhoun lyrics

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