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g-mo skee - when did it become cool to be a sick fuck? lyrics

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[intro]
and so it was written, young g-mo was to set off on his quest to f-ck a couple of cows, and tip them over

[verse 1]
yo, when did it become cool to be a sick f-ck?
i’m on 23rd with six bucks to get my d-ck sucked
looking for the cheap b-tches
found a crack wh0r- with her t–th missin
but she did it for free, winning
lasted three minutes, k!lled her in the worst way
to get my money back but i ain’t pay her in the first place
according to this id it’s her birthday
now she’s in the furnace and i’m headed to the church play
i was born ill and i won’t conform still
too busy shootin’ a p-rn film in a corn field
all you corny rappers need to get a force field
i let the sword spill your guts, show you how the floor feels
tombstone pile-drive you on the cement
now your -ss is laid out and not breathing
wake up in the street and you don’t even remember the f-cking reason
why you was there in the first place talking sh-t and beefing
all i want is a million views on youtube
and a sloppy bl-wj-b every blue moon
but instead i’m slept on like a p-ssy mattress
big t-tty bad b-tches never give me action
speakin’ of action, i’m watching your house b-tch
and i don’t like the outfit that you picked out, switch
into the hot skirt, and the “i love c-ck” shirt
but make sure you shave your tw-t first
i got the filth movin’ like clockwork
there’s no use in telling me stop sir
my potty mouth is bound to get a lot worse
gave a horse an abortion, euthanized it and torched it
had s-x with both of the corpses and came to my performance
covered in blood and organs, but still tore it down:
like a poster of justin biebs
mad tricks up my sleeve, david blaine in his teens
when i leave, you haters come together like -ss cheeks
and talk as much sh-t as you can through your d-mn t–th
but keep speaking, i’ll hide your spouse
in the motherf-cking dungeon inside my house
come back after a week, untie her mouth
then face f-ck the b-tch ’till her eyes pop out
motherf-cker!



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