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doperock - typewriter bullshit lyrics

[verse one; doperock]

w-ssup
my name dane dope
yes i’m on probation so i prolly shouldn’t smoke
but this is one of those occasions where we got some dank dope
she said to never to come inside, but b-tch i came close
hopped up out the bed, and took a shot
posted up with b00bookloss, marrissa mott and slop
and i’m ridin’ ’round with hickman and mcneely smokin’ pot
and i stay up as late as my vodka, yeah it’s five o’ clock
and motherf-ck the cops, f-ck the police
every night i’m up late f-ckin off so i get no sleep
my fifth is never empty and my friends are always up
if you’re tryin to take a pull then you should prolly call us up
gotta make the moment last ‘cuz this is all we got
call me dane doperock because dane crotto is dead to me
that stupid motherf-cker can respectfully go rest in peace
her scent never left the sheets
burn her letters sent to me
freak out when she’s texting me
cloud nine i am entering
demons in my headand they’re cosistently possessing me
f-ck off to my enemies
f-ck it i’ve got ends to meet
shots, pot and adderrall
f-ck yeah methamphetamine
f-ck yeah five hour energy
runnin’ through my system it’s no wonder that i never sleep
she woke up “what the f-ck” ‘cuz she thought she p-ssed out right next to me
i’m in this game to dent to scene
f-ck cops apprehendin me
my love goes out to stephanie
but f-ck off don’t remember me
on fire i better be, smokin’ on that better weed
i took that b-tch to bed and nope we don’t go to bed sleep
you best not talk sh-t, or you’ll get smacked in the mouth motherf-cker

[verse two; doperock]

i’m about to go c-mbust
nah, i’m about to bust a nut
got my court date comin’ up
i’m too drunk to give a f-ck
and i guess it’s just my luck
not the first time that i’ve ended up in cuffs
what the f-ck, that’s enough
f-ck the courtroom and the judge
beast ice is what i chug
hit up oburr for some bud
electric f-ckin’ forest, trippin’ out on some drugs
it’s abusive, what influence? you know i’m so high above
i don’t really wanna talk because i’m just tryin to f-ck
i’m suited up, stocked with two pints and a blunt
canada house, rich and rare, rowdy and ruff
i took two shots way too soon then i threw it the f-ck up
i can’t tell between me and b who might too f-cked up
and i’ve been too high for like two nights
but i dont give a f-ck because it’s just the two of us

[verse three; doperock]

pandora’s box b-tch, i bust it f-ckin’ open
and i can’t even speak or walk because i’m drunk and smokin’ and
i set fire to the party then i make that sh-t corrosive
every night’s a f-ckin blast, every night is so explosive
well f-ck it, i’m smoked up
my friends blowin’ my phone up
the cops have no trust
snortin all that gold dust
’bout to hit the girls up
hash tag, both sl-ts

[chorus; doperock]

i don’t know why
i’ve been getting so high
drinking every f-ckin’ night
i guess tha’ts why these nights blow by
me and my clique are so fly
f-ck the cops they can go die
that’s that sh-t i don’t like
f-ck it though i love my life

[bridge; doperock]

i’m the best to ever f-ckin’ do it and
none of my breath is ever f-ckin’ useless
i’ve been smokin’ so much
i think i’m f-ckin’ clueless
but when i hop on the mic i come and f-ckin’ execute it

[verse four; doperock]

i wear my heart on my sleeve
but can’t keep my d-ck in my pants
i just took another drink
and i don’t think that i can stand
rep my city, rep my hometown and my team
and i never ever stress because my breath is full of weed
and they say, hmm, that chivalry is dead
and i think that i agree when she is givin’ me some head
i be on my bike and i be ridin’ with a loose chain
i’m about to go and buy a fifth, i need to scrounge up some loose change
ive been wasted two days, f-ck it it’s a new day
grant’s got so much weed that it could fill up a suitcase
and i been drinkin’, she been drinkin’
seein’ double now she’s so drunk that she’s thinkin’ that she’s seein’ two dane’s

[chorus; doperock]

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