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cyanide and silicone - ear candy (mess) lyrics

[verse 1]
flow asthmatic, got that backpack rapping
that sh-t that gets you humming with no guitar strumming
she’s dtf, but there’s another guy
oh what a bummer
i hit that f-cking b-ss like a rockstar drummer like
blaow… coming back from the wolf pack, what’s up?
your b-tch wants to hold my nuts
c-ck in her face no folding up
fuji water, for your daughter
sideshow juice and her momma caught her
i’m a sinner but i bet i could have been a better man
n0body wants to hold my hand
devil h-rns appearing from my skull
if this is a sign from god, i want to know
i want to do blow, and get wrecked
crabs on my c-ck, better get my d-ck checked
god d-mn, i better slow my roll
better stop right now cause it’s better if you know

[chorus] x2
i’m a mess, i sling the blade
i got no reason to stress, i fade away
besides me, n0body likes me
i don’t wear clean clothes, i k!ll all hoes
but i won’t k!ll you, that’s less likely

[verse 2]
tentatively turn the crank, i turn around no shake and bake
i put bark on the trees, i put the b-tches on their knees
i k!ll al hoes but they won’t k!ll me
i’m the one who put crack on the streets
and i welcome p-ssy b-tches to the silicone valley, yo
rule the world, end it all with a prohibition
bring it back like an exhibition
i plead the fifth i’m like a devil with this rapping sh-t
i hit a couple chin ups just to get amped for the crowds and sh-t
hit the vape, before i hit the rape
then i run away with the cash i take
gold chains on my icy ‘tard brain
i drop an album, fire like the propane
i’m a problem for my teachers, cause i’m stubborn
hard as bleachers, in the gym
cheerleaders like to blow me for a feature
i got barnacles on my d-ck
scr-pe that sc-m on your cl-t and sh-t
now i got a bad case of hep-c
i rule the world and you just see me cause

[chorus] x2

[verse 3]
in the bedroom, clothes off, do blow
mushroom tip going across this b-tches lips and sh-t
i’m a player but i never stray away from doing anything in all my power to f-ck b-tches and get baked b-tch
i’m a legend but i’ve said this sh-t before
it doesn’t take us thirty minutes ‘fore the clothes are on the floor
white lines like gold gazelle
won’t stop there until we freeze all h-ll
i’m here for service, ring my bell
no cash flow, chrome cells

[bridge]
i’m a sinner but i bet i could have been a better man, oh (x4)
(i’m a mess) (x16)

[chorus] x2

- cyanide and silicone lyrics

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