guap sensei - people aren't disposable lyrics
[intro]
(trevor, what the f+ck?!)
(whiskas)
(guap, put down the scissors!)
[hook]
i’m so disappointed in you cucks, yeah
hope yo’ mom get hit by a truck, yeah
i don’t need a group, i might go and split yo’ face in two
pull up like what it do? k!ll yourself, i’m not in the mood
[verse 1]
grip on the stick, i push up with the columbine
rotating blades around me like a combine
stomp on his head until he goin’ shut+eye
you should k!ll yourself, that’s what you should do
don’t say that, don’t k!ll yourself
de+platform and then k!ll yourself
[verse 2]
if i see you i might turn you into mince meat, miss me?
kirby2cool thinkin’ that he britney, now he’s missing
thats unfortunate cause she was sixteen
i don’t do that kid sh+t, i gotta keep my d+ck clean
[hook]
i’m so disappointed in you cucks, yeah
hope yo’ mom get hit by a truck, yeah
i don’t need a group, i might go and split yo’ facе in two
pull up like what it do? k!ll yourself, i’m not in the mood
wе’re going to verify that sh+t right now
i don’t have the documents
then how the f+ck did you submit it to gofundme?
how did i send it to gofundme? it didn’t go to a f+ckin’ hospital, i put it to this f+ckin’ account, that, tha+
okay then show me the account, you r+t+rd!
[bridge]
i got something in my brain, i got something in my brain
i got something in my head, there’s something up inside my head
i got something in my brain, i got something in my brain
i got something in my head, there’s something up inside my head
[verse 3]
why you talk if you still standin’ in the background?
glad that kirbys gone, cause i can put him in my pack now
p+ssy wanna step up to me, i ain’t gonna back down
said that you at home i yak grenades into the crackhouse
make him take a dirtnap
if i see your face then i’ma have to kick the curb man
why you think you coolin’ with my set you don’t deserve that
see a p+ssy boy up on the street, i have to hurt that
i put a karambit up in his chest
same f+ggot wanna talk out his neck
we put him in dirt, we put him to rest
give him lacerations, i’m not patient
put his body up inside the bas+m+nt
kick his head in, make his brains split
k!ll the horse girl, she was basic
all you do is sit on discord
heard you w+nkin’ it ’til your d+ck sore
getting money but you need’a get more
she on my b+lls, i tell her to l!ck more
yeah, l!ck it up, buck up, get yo’ face cut
i just put a .30 in my clip and then i dump, yeah
i been feelin’ dirty with the sh+t, ‘lil boy i’m so up
i just put his body in the river he gon’ float up
i’m ’bout to pull up and kick all his t++th in
hang that boy upside down, jesus
my favourite band is dying fetus
this song harder than a p+n+s, yeah, yeah
if you wanna disrespect, you can just suck from the back
i put his body in a ditch and i started to laugh
dude you scammed people for over a thousand dollars; and tell me seriously, okay, what’s the heart condition called?
heart+sided, righ+, heart+sided heart, right+sided heart failure, yeah
i thought it was left+sided?
ain’t lookin’ good bro
[hook 2]
spinning back, six shots up in that revolver clip
you a f+g, that’s a fact, put some slits on your wrist
everybody wanna fade, he can? he on the list
oh is that your grave? i pull up and take a p+ss
[verse 4]
you cannot fight
you cannot, you cannot fight
yeah, aye wassup witt’it, walk inside i got my tool in it
of everybody that i know you are the stupidest, idiotic
you fill your lungs up with that chronic, hope you die all nauseous
n0body cares about your feelings get your face and pound it
cause someday we all gon’ die and you ain’t get no options
i put the p+ssy in a coffin, yeah
buckshot, buckshot, buckshot
buckshot, buckshot, buckshot
[hook 2]
spinning back, six shots up in that revolver clip
you a f+g, that’s a fact, put some slits on your wrist
everybody wanna fade, he can? he on the list
oh is that your grave? i pull up and take a p+ss
[verse 5]
you the type of guy to take your girl to eat at rookies
you the type of guy that i can placate with a cookie
you the type of guy that i can hit when no ones even looking
you the type of guy i wanna beat down with both of my fists
came in with the scissors, wanna throw your body off a cliff
[?]
no regard for human life, you wake up and then hit it raw
let that boy shiver in his boots, same sight gon’ fall
i don’t care about your feelings, i’ma k!ll you and your mom
and my conscience fading, i don’t do no wrong
you shut up
suck my d+ck elijah
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