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dragonex - bored lord lyrics

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[intro]
alright, f+ck you all, this is the full song
um, will? i think you might be going a little bit too far with this one will
um, will i think+
shut the f+ck up, and let me rap, jesus christ
f+ck it, there’s no talking sense into this kid

[verse]
listen, i think somethin’s missin
i will not be beaten into submission
problems on purpose is my new mission
project my anger through all that’s written
on paper, ink stained into a thin piece of tree bark
writing down a million different ways of saying r+t+rd
why you complaining? is your d+ck a centimeter?
who’s the king? yeah motherf+cker we are
we? me and my 10 differеnt personalities
i cannot stop a word that’s comin’ outta me
hands on my body, thеse b+tches diggin’ my anatomy
they callin’ me daddy, and i find that sh+t very flattering
i’m splatterin’ blood over the ceiling
rippin’ through my enemies, cause they ain’t feelin’ what i’m feelin’
and i’m fillin’ em up with lead, knock ‘em down, they dead
paint the city red, throw out all respect
make ‘em feel the pain, snort a line of caine
put it in your brain, make you go insane
make it f+ckin’ rain, i am god
dragonex is not a f+ckin’ fraud
i make moves, i make people move it
f+ck around, and make me pull out the boomstick
shots to the dome, don’t you feel stupid?
no fingerprints b+tch, you can’t prove sh+t
step into my world, and you steppin’ into mordor
bored lord sat up on my throne grippin’ a sword wh0re
you drivin’ a four door ford taurus, catch you in a corridor
turn sh+t to horrorcore, send you to the coroner
[interlude]
yeah, this kid definitely is f+cking r+t+rded
f+ckin’ a

[verse]
god, what a day, everybody tryna test me
best me, wouldn’t be surprised if they tried to f+ckin’ arrest me
guess we just attract trouble everywhere we go
why can’t everyone just vibe and just go with the flow
oh, bro you know i am tired of hoes
fall into they trap, you’re never seen again fosho
i am not afraid to let these motherf+ckers know
can’t pick up the speed, because they all mentally slow
yeah, they see me tryna be me, they don’t like that sh+t
try to kick me off of my throne, but i’ll f+ckin’ bite they sh+t
cannibalistic, cannabis addicted pr+ck with a mystical vision
of me p+ssin’ on my enemies for tryna diss this
my mind is slippin’, i’m trippin’ on psilocybin
i’m wildin’, but i’m stylin’, not really, but i’m tryin’
to show you that i’m worthy of makin’ it, ain’t fakin’ sh+t
but my personality, but y’know what, f+ck it, let’s make a hit
b+tch (x6)
yuh
b+tch (x7)
yuh
[verse]
f+ckin’ on yo b+tch in the back of the whip
and i got a full clip if you wanna f+ckin’ trip
and i’ll hop in the benz or the bimmer, and i’ll make me some dinner
with your liver, make you quiver with these rhymes i deliver
yo b+tch be suckin’ my d+ck while i’m playin’ cod
you gon get sent to the morgue just for playin’ god
f+ck you, you cannot match my f+ckin’ level
you gon lose a f+ckin’ level, uh, haha, f+ck

[outro]
uh, will?
uhhhhhh, will
ummmm
uhhhh
(i got these motherf+ckers at a loss for f+ckin’ words)
ah, you know what, f+ck this+



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