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jet thuman - hu1212y up lyrics

hip and narcissistic; watching myself smoking
cigarettes til i get sick. then i’m toking
spliffs for a quick lift, mixing potent potions
people claim they’re tuff sh-t;
yet they’re really softspoken
and i don’t really care cuz i don’t really know them
just another human that don’t know where they’re going
and that’s okay we’re just rivers for the flowing
but don’t try to say that you’re living for the moment
when you know you’re only moving
with the crowd til the show ends
or tryna be the center of attention
all right, go in, jump up in the circle
show us what you got
you’re about as cool as urkel, but, son, you’re dumb as rocks
ain’t no one trying to hurt you but i’ll put you on the spot
without some higher thought you’ll get medulla oblongot
when i school ya i won’t stop i care about your education
i can fill you pupils in online without leaving the bas-m-nt
i’m at home,stuck serving hussies for some payment
the tracks that i cut gets ‘em fussing on the pavement
and when my crooked rain hits you’ll see my steel is stainless
haven’t had a bl-wj-b lately i’m starting to feel brainless
we’ll see how quick my d-ck gets l!cked when i am semi-famous
shameless. pucker them lips; aim a kiss at my -n-s

go to degr-ssi, shoot all the kids
put ’em in wheelchairs; get em careers
in the rap biz. fact is
i ain’t perfect but i am the practice
and in my defense i don’t know what my stats is
i’m sure as sh-t i ain’t the wackest
but if i’m not the best
i guess i’m in the middle with the rest of the bad kids
hurry up you’re lagging and i’m showing you what swag is
it’s plain to me, you’re in pain see, i got the magic
and you, yeah you, lack this it’s kinda more than tragic
you can’t get no play much like expired profylactics
they straitjacking my style prolly cuz it is the maddest
it’s sad how the fads get followed by these f-ggots
sleepy hollow points for head busting
got a call of booty but there ain’t no russian
2legit 2quit cussing ever met a wizard this sick?
where’s the robitussin? cold codeine waterboard
lean pours thick and nurses try to hush him
they ain’t fast enough his hand is up
under skirts feeling -sses up
the charred d-ckens shares
the white xxxmas carol’s been asking for
bust a cl-ssic nut bring the hammer down
on these screwy mcs watch em clammer around
like kiddies to the trees
no presents in your future and your present looks diseased
wack rapping proves it’s obviously presentation that you need

- jet thuman lyrics

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