agentequinox - motherfuckingangry lyrics
[intro]
gravery
catch 22
x8
[chorus: agentequinox and gravery]
bout to cause a ground war, i don’t give a sh+t
if i show up with aggression, guarantee we get a hit
throw your ass to the ground floor, i’m tired of it
f+ck rich b+tch boys, could care less about these kids
i’m so mothering+f+cking angry, i feel i should cause a war
getting tired of school; i’m like, “the f+ck i need this for?”
not gon’ lie, ion really f+ck with life, not any more
better f+ck off, ‘fore i make your brains the new décor
[verse 1: gravery]
oh my god you f+cking b+tch
bout to put you in a ditch
and when they find your f+cking body they gon’ find it cut to bits
i’m boutta smack him in the jugular, then hit him in face
i’ll do that sh+t with no hesitance, no motherf+cking delay
imma throw yo b+tch+ass in the void, black like a tar pit
imma thrash his ass so violently get bloodstains on the carpet
talking sh+t like that will get your motherf+cking car lit
throw his body in the fire, turn this b+tch into a mosh pit
better hope i don’t get active
better hope i don’t hack sh+t
you were always fake dude
don’t talk to me i hate you
[chorus: agentequinox and gravery]
bout to cause a ground war, i don’t give a sh+t
if i show up with aggression, guarantee we get a hit
throw your ass to the ground floor, i’m tired of it
f+ck rich b+tch boys, could care less about these kids
i’m so mothering+f+cking angry, i feel i should cause a war
getting tired of school; i’m like, “the f+ck i need this for?”
not gon’ lie, ion really f+ck with life, not anymore
better f+ck off, ‘fore i make your brains the new décor
[verse 2: agentequinox]
he get put in the pack
cloud nine: where i’m at
we gon’ pull up with the rifles
we make sure that boy get smacked
bullets hit him in the jugular, take off his hat
hit him in the head
hit him in the liver so you know he dead
got that boy bleeding carmine
wanna play around, got him running like the combine
get that b+tch+boy sidelined
wanna mess around and make the whole f+cking world mine
ain’t no time to reconcile, i be laughing to the bank like
[outro: gravery]
rot in h+ll
rest in p+ss
now you know how it felt to deal with you little b+tch
haha
gravery
catch 22
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