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bic - blinkin park lyrics

intro:
thats what it sounds like when your dad is laughing at you!
this ain’t soundcloud no more, this is slaughtercloud

chorus:
call yourself hardcore, but what for?
throwing parties on the sixth floor
just to get some friends man you need some more!
(now what the h-ll are you waiting for?)
for your mom to get home?, that ugly old wh-r-
y’all be living in a harbour cause y’all poor

-can’t spell emil without l-

verse 1:
lil bic in this b-tch and i’m bout to go off
got my red cup here and i’m sipping my koff
i think i’ve had enough, i don’t think koff is enough
i’m bout to turn this sh-t into fire, call it molotov
hedgehog looking -ss always stealing my joke
your sister looking like a plank, i think she made out of oak!
when your -ss 25, you gon’ have a bad stroke
and y’all be livin in a harbour cause y’all broke
nutmeg yo -ss and leave you on the floor
put some cream on your face, cause it looks sore
b-tch -ss boy wanna start the lönkan civil war?!
i’m going in for the core, in the bedroom she roar
imma swing my d-ck around like its the hammer of thor
while you’re sweeping there in goal even maxim would score
y’all just wait for the mixtape imma drop some more

-dj cut the beat!-

interlude 1:
rebooting the goat
reboot succesfull
wanhakyrpa now ready to be used

verse 2:
back from cybersp-ce now better than ever
call my mixtape “fireplace”, cause my lines so clever
b-tch come say that face to face, or what so ever!
always poppin’ ankles out of place whenever..
fake f-ggotf-cks like you come step up to my fame
b-tch please! i’m the only reason someone knows your name
i run the game! f-ck that virginvini, wk here to claim
the only straight guy with a two-letter nickname, i go insane!
take a m-ssive sh-t, on my private plane
make it rain, getting brain
if you fatman, b-tch im bane
go molest somebody, like your name is patrick kane
you should check your mama bed out, i think i left a stain (haha)

interlude 2:
yo!
the f-ck is wrong with his hair
-look at the top of his head!-
thought so!
now! y’all motherf-ckers ready for round 2 huh?

verse 3:
green haired lonely wierdo sis, that you be steady spanking
bro she ain’t got nothing there, she be good at planking
aiming at my targets that in orders ill be ranking
when i get my money then you know im steady banking
going silent on the beat, got my disses coming at you
b-tch im gonna bring the heat
i be chilling in my suit
you on the street
i go hard on this beat, you only eat
when i pull up on halloween you won’t hear trick or treat!
there is so much sh-t to say bout you, i could go for an hour
you should take a f-cking shower with a f-cking flamethower
it’s flamethrower f-cking mong, your -ss is always wrong!
you’re only making sh-t worse if you respond with a song!
lil dyslexic b-tch!, you was a f-cking snitch!
i be filthy rich!, and yo blinking mechanics has got some kind of glitch
i think it’s time to switch
go put some cream on your cheek, cause it might start to itch!

interlude 3:
yoo!
thought i forgot about yo bro huh?
don’t give a sh-t how old he is!
all k-nens are my targets!

verse 4:
no one is safe!
kostiainens slaughtered over the place!
you’re a disgrace, thats why i’m here to smack you cross the face!
its like you’re missing some screws, man you’ll never fill my shoes!
you might end up on the news!
hold up gotta take some snus!
your brother needs child abuse
your parents named him edwin, cause they know you’re gonna lose
if i’m hitler, you’re the jews!
typ nån bröd won’t get no views
i’d compare your finances to the espoo f-cking blues
is it attention you crave?
you’re alex new slave, so just follow the wave and don’t attempt to be brave
never seen you make a save, all you do is stand and wave
you should start to behave, cause i just dug you a grave

- bic lyrics

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