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denzel benzel - the denzel benzel cypher 4 lyrics

[intro:]

um, uh
um, uh, um, uh, um, um, um

[verse 1: a f-cking klondike bar]

anime p-rn, howard f-cking gross
carl sagan goes and f-cking explodes on my marble floor
goddammit, stop sh-tting in my bathtub
i wear

[intro:]

um, uh
um, uh, um, uh, um, um, um

[verse 1: a f-cking klondike bar]

how did i end up in this location? i’m unfamiliar with this location
nothing but ballistic missiles
i’m going to taco bellson
i’m antic-p-ting, what the f-ck are you doing?
i- muting squeaky chairs is my favourite past time
i cannot find, i’m blind, i’m eating the taco out of the rind
brine shrimp, bard fimp, i’m a gimp, i’m gooning all over you
i’m found in a f-cking forest after 3am
do not call me, do not call me
do not call me, do not call desp-cito after 3am
the des- zesty cheese burritos, what is happening to me?
what? where? what? who? what? what? what? get naked

[verse 2: wifebeatmane]

they free the beater, he go r-t-rd on wife when he get home
she makes pizza then i pick up a knife, point at her throat
and i ain’t even had no drinks yet, i’m just happy to do it again
cause it’s legal, like, i talked to the cops and they all do that
tell her make me a panini not like the n-gg- f-ggot cowboy
me on my way to hit woman is like teeth doctor for boys
cause she set the appointments, we alone in a room
then i drill it and fill it and for the whole deal she wants off in a tomb

[verse 3: cletus]

i tip my hat to the waitress across the bar
i need a drink, i say some bullsh-t and that’s the bar
i’d really like to visit and sit down on mars
but i am too dedicated to just leave my farm
bring me my shotgun, i need to shoot n-gg-s
i need to go crazy, i need to shoot people
i don’t care what’s going on, just let me shoot people
i wanna shoot people, just let me shoot people

[verse 4: sh-ggy]

like, i need -ssistance, please give me -ssistance
someone’s f-cking ripping my flesh apart
this is agony, like, i’m really in pain
like, i really need a doctor
why am i chained up to this wall?
please take me down from this wall
like, i’m going insane
i’m an eternal pit of loneliness
everything is going wrong
where’s my life going? i’m going to hang myself
i’m in psychosis
lobotomy

[verse 5: slastic]

a kin of type writers, black cola
epic rap battles of history – mitt romney vs obama
alcoholic divine and holy, pope gregory is a phony
run in the dirt when i spit
when i wear the red shirt and i’m stuck in a pit
wire around george, ivan did it
fire pounds porridge, siphon mittens
oh what’s this? i got a text from lukimea
what he said he’s at my homes i feel breathing down my neck
omg wtf wtf
i turn around and it just so happens to be a historical figure
i recognise him as stephen hawking
h-llo stephen king
what brings you to my residence, steven universe?
what did you just say, steven spielberg?
oh wait you’re dead

[verse 6: man of pot]

take the back of a tractor, insert it in a pastor
shove it in faster, lick your cat in the -ss like i’m fat in the past
take that back, i’m not black
i stopped facts from appearing in the pact
like i’m cabbage
your moms are average
your moms are cabbage
your dads are cabbage
lol like cabbage
i really like cabbage
something something something, cabbage
i eat it like cat sh-t
nevermind, batsh-t
i like it, like it, like it, lick it, lick it, lick it, like a libtard
run it like a centaur, stepping on anything knowing that i can’t be hard
finishing a meal in a minute and i’ve been burning get up in it
pretty d-mn sure that chick is a guy
doesn’t really matter cause i’m mentally fried
f-cked on your man and made him step on a mine
f-cked on your man and i made him cry

[verse 7: pill]

(unknown)

[bridge:]

lukimea

[verse 8: lukimea]

lukimea’s back on your -ss, it is ma’am
i don’t like anyone, it’s a crab
if you want a man, eat some sand, i’m arab in a cab
from iran to iraq, man i like me some crack
i go snap on a track, i fit horses in the back
thanos hat attached, fat as f-ck, i’m black
got a hand too fat to match
riding on a tank, huh
soviet style, on gang
i been in the gulag, haven’t ate for f-cking days now
can’t n-body hand me spoons
f-cking hate-

[verse 9: brussel genitalia]

brussel genitalia, veggies
brussel genitalia, veggies, veggies, veggies, veggies
i am not reggie, but i hit n-gg-s with some of the venom
venomous, then imma chop em to pieces and making your [??]
n-gg-, i am not brussel genitalia
i am super brussel genitalia when i spit my genitalia
n-gg-, you think this is a joke, n-gg-?
what the f-ck you n-gg-s thought this was, n-gg-?
f-ck ya’ll n-gg-s talking about? etc

[verse 10: john fortnite]

trippie redd, trippie redd, trippie redd, trippie redd
no, god, oh god no, no, oh god, trippie redd, no
thank you trippie redd for this present, i really like it
i really like the present that you just gave me
oh god no, why the f-ck is it a baby?
why is it screaming at the top of its lungs?
why does it sound like it’s dying?
why does it sound like it’s in my apartment?
why does it sound like it’s coming towards me at an alarming rate?
why does it sound like it’s charging at me through walls and sh-t?
why does it sound like the juggernaut? oh god, oh dear, oh no

[verse 11: mr. barber]

ayo, i’m literally charging through a jungle
chopping through vines and sh-t with machete blades that i found in the jungle
suck your grondle, i feel like b-mble bee sn-tch, goteem
oohohoohohohohohooooooooo
quick facts, you’re not the guy who i was looking for
i got a rulebook and it goes like this:
rule number 1, don’t look at me
rule number 2, get away from me
rule number 3, i’m gonna hit you with this brick
rule number 4, i ain’t got a mo’f-cking rules
shut the f-ck up, get away from me b-tch

[verse 12: teeth doctor]

all these homeless shelters, man, they gon’ get shut down
thotiana head-ss, crack addiction buss down
ksiolajidebt is the clown
i pray to the gods in hope of something resembling jahseh
f-ck nova, his tattoos are fake
f-ck nova, he look like a dent
f-ck nova, he do not know sh-t
better act like you is so you are not enslaved
ehome was the only one who f-cking stood a chance, mayn
so if they fail the qualifiers, china’s f-cking dead, mayn

[verse 13: taco bell – the works (jingle 1985)]

(taco bell – the works (jingle 1985))

[verse 14: breath]

(no official lyrics)

[verse 15: unspeakable childhood trauma]

p-ss b-lls
actually collapsing a brick wall
liinkoln is tied up, he’s getting his b-lls h-t with this call
he’s trying to run away from n-frost
his health insurance won’t pay the immense cost
ben got in his car, and nicky put his d-ck in the exhaust
car full of co2, ben coughed
he couldn’t breathe and the best part
bad man lliinkoln went to h-ll, he offend god
then at his funeral his mom approach me
ask me who k!ll him, i said ayuwoki
i couldn’t tell her that n-frost was guilty
that would be taking an l on the lowkey
ayuwoki was incarcerated although he
didn’t do anything now he has a felony
n-frost went innocent, n-gg- had no plea
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[verse 16: ayuwoki]

guess what, now i’m stuck in prison
get me outta this abyss, b-tch
y’all guys make me feel the rhythm
even though there’s tinted windows
shamone shamone
i even got my homie, jerome, jerome
we digging this hole to get the f-ck out now
get pwned, get pwned
oh god, someone dropped the soap
i can hear it through the prison phone
i can see their face, it’s on the floor
that’s big loony who just got owned
i think i’m going insane, feeling like (ayuwoki cannot say this)
i swear to god i have been framed
if there is a jesus, i gotta be saved
they’re gonna be taking me away

[verse 17: slastic]

peter the grif- no wait, peter the great
s-xy queen be like socrates
more like deez nuts because my b-lls are nuts
i’m talking about brazilian ronaldo when i say ‘b-lls’
yeah, i bet that dj khaled was mad when tyler got number one alb-m of the year and he got second
the man called it mysterious, but i am the riddler
the first real straight
joe well

[verse 18: c l o u t g o d]

preheat the oven to 400 degrees, put the pizza onto the rack
wait, that’s the back of my frozen pizza, where’s my lyrics for my rap?
c l u g, i’m an actual goat
baaaaaa, having a stroke
is the best way to tell an actual joke
feeling like bronson
go into a home depot
go into a home depot
enter into that store
now you’re in a home depot
buy yourself a couple two-by-fours
go into a home depot
that’s a sound investment
f-ck you dad

[verse 19: al gore]

h-llo everybody, my name is al gore
my name is al gore
how you doing everybody? my name is al gore
how you doing? you want my name on your shirt? my name is al gore
you want this pamphlet? my name is al gore
h-llo everybody, my name is al gore
get in the crowd, my name is al gore
h-llo everybody, my name is al gore
my name is al gore
h-llo everybody, how are you doing? my name is al gore
yessir, my name is al gore
yes, my name is al gore
h-llo everybody, how are you doing? my name is al gore
sign my shirt, my name is al gore

[verse 20: malfatto]

this isn’t a game anymore, i’m putting the bleach in the bath
the plague came back cause they needed some vax
ain’t no hay day, mac, finna beat on some -ss
you know that they came black till i feed em the m-ss
i’ve lived past lives and we don’t have time
imma spit dope rhymes and the flow’s all mine
need a hopeful mind in these doleful times
and a soulful sign from a pen pal
break in that containment cause i need to get a friend out
gotta help out 049 because he’s pinned down
got the f-cking medic research in his mend house
just escaped within an inch of my life
sorry to the wifebeatmane but i gotta roll
i’ll be sure to send a box with a batter ho
holy sh-t, you scared me, who are you?

[verse 21: chuck bronson]

pull up in a cl-ssic whip that’s stylised to match my fit
full of p-ssion, blackened tips of clips i smack my haggards with
action flicks can’t rack up sh-t i did, i’ll tour manhattan bridge
crack a b-tches chin in half, flip him over the fashioned fence
blast away, attachment g-sses maggot prey that i slapped today
i cast br-ss rain that claps tattaglia’s brains with half of my active rage
i’ve am-ssed stacks of wage by ransacking your place and capturing crime accolades
i’ll attack your date and whack your face for your knack of paying late, my prime will activate

[outro:]

about 7 minutes of some bullsh-t, idk

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