a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

chef nav - yes... peanut butter can kill me lyrics

verse
f+ck
f+ckkkk…
woke up in a hospital, thinking (why did they heal me) (why why why)
last thang i need in college is an (insurance billing) (ughhh)
empty epipen epiphany, done (f+cked up my feelings) (foreal)
oh yes, peanut b+tter can (k!ll me)
20 milligrams of famotidine (got me reeling)
(i’m high as h+ll)
heart pounding on the nurse call b+tton cuz clearly
(this ekg is on the fritz), it syncopated it’s beeping (beeping)
nick riviera pulling up with bl++dy scrubs (saying silly…….)
you gonna be alright! (pitched up layer)
no doc you (don’t know nada!) check my (oblongata,) it got a hole risperidone can’t (plug up)
my mind and body never liked each other (oh naw)
i think you should’ve left me on thе (restaurant floor), and let me stuff my facе with more (bun tet nun)
ohhhhh, why is life so long, (long) (talking voice) and why i’m too stupid to end it f+ck… (delay distort)
hook
ohhhhh
you better take me back to (school ool ool)
i think i went and tied my noose (too loose,) like a dummy (yah)
im a f+ck up and it’s (true true true)
i hate myself but yeah it’s (cool cool cool)
it ain’t nothing
(nah)
ohhhhh
you better take me back to school ool ool
i think i went and tied my noose too loose, like a dummy
im a f+ck up and it’s true true true
i hate myself but yeah it’s cool cool cool
it ain’t nothing

yaaaaa

verse
i toss n turn until the morning, (sweat stink up my crew socks), ain’t slept right since the (decadron iv)
muscles kinda weak, getting gassed doing (high knees,) (haha) asimov’s red eyes, (those the type that i need)
5 woolongs in my wallet from a crime spree
(hand up muthuf+cka)
might cop a coffee then mix bacardi in (blindly cuz…) (slurp)
these days too long, and the voice in my head too loud (it drive me crazy lawd)
in fifth grade it said (you ain’t sh+t), i listened closely, hoodie up in class, id pull the strings (till they’d choke me)
oh please, no girl was looking your way boo, you an ugly muthuf+cker, (maybe god hates you) (he do)
ayy true true, you (spitting them fax)
just buy a rope and stool and (end it all real fast)
(yeah) i’m allergic to luck, who’s heard of that? my four leaf clover gave a poison ivy rash so…
bridge (pitch shift and reverb)
save me from myself someone…
why i gotta live so long…
where’s the mute b+tton, imma hide these thoughts
i’m too stupid to just end em huh…

hook
ohhhhh
you better take me back to school ool ool
i think i went and tied my noose too loose, like a dummy
im a f+ck up and it’s true true true
i hate myself but yeah it’s cool cool cool
it ain’t nothing
ohhhhh
you better take me back to school ool ool
i think i went and tied my noose too loose, like a dummy
im a f+ck up and it’s true true true
i hate myself but yeah it’s cool cool cool
it ain’t nothing

- chef nav lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS