curly fry: the kamikaze kid - pure evil (missing feature version) lyrics
i can’t get ahead unless i chop it off
rapping is hard like masturebateing with lobster claws
no one expects the cops to rob ya rocks
but soft people like that can’t take the raw
i spend days looking into a microwave
to radiate my brain to think of new ways
to leave rappers maimed
wheel of pain is the name of the game
you can’t tame fate i’m the bringer of h+ll fire rain
he’ll leave your b+tch scared she calls him k!ller
newspapers call him obituary column filler
but i’m just a troubled habitual golem spiller
hold flows precious like richuals and all cares will burn
crowned addict come out my mouth flapping
because when i got a problem i have to shout at it
buds line up cause imma clout magnet
you didn’t get an autograph well how tragic
sound proud bow down til your snout dragging
that loud sound cloud pal causing a racket
down bad now mad nomadic wizard who’s out of magic
so of course i’m using force i mean i have it
leaves no survivers
throws the cadavers in a dumpster fire
the live wire
filled with a desire to pile bodies higher
might clime up to the top of a spire
jump and try to fly and give a toothless grin cause i got jiggy with the pliers
i’m wicked like triple sixes tell kids to slit their wrists
i didn’t pick this risky business scared out of my wits
my flow mix it with 60 d+cks and make you l!ck it b+tch
i phone widget tell me which tit is in my mentions, quick
indiscriminate hands don’t be a softy
picket fence defense you can’t stop me
know your limits it isn’t good to mock me
f what you say i’m coughin c+cky off some broccoli
awfully kind to spare your life, but it’ll only happen once
one times enough til you join the deseced club
they call me feminine cause i’m hesitant to talk about medicine tokin
the bump on my neck is an actual apple clogging my clavicle im choken
mentle health and the lack of it
is what gives the immaculate raps i did
like pathogen or additives
so i do not have a cr+p to give
i’m a passionate pacifist
go ahead and laugh at it
the adage of a rapper kid
duck or you may catch a hit
i’m an apache either cracking femurs or attacking teachers with actual clevers
a trashy senior basket weaver
a rap believer in catching creachers
to battle them a misdemeanor
me and the reaper will have a feature
imma trake my bike out for a beamer
get head until her knee hurts you beat yer weiner
popping subaru tires set the school on fire
doing surgery on a pet using tools and pliers
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