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kidd.cynical – jackass! lyrics

[intro]
warning
the sh+t in this movie is performed by professionals, n+gga
so for the safety of yo homies and everybody around you
(what the f+ck is up, n+gga?)
don’t do this sh+t at home
f+ck is you talkin bout?
i just stabbed an orphan in the f+ckin eyeball, n+gga
(d+mn, n+gga)
back in the day, my mamanem used to have a subscription to jet magazine
(sh+t, joey!)
(what the f+ck is up, denny’s?)
i be fist fighting children with my full adult strength and sh+t, n+gga
cuz f+ck them kids
i don’t like children
h+ll you talm bout
[hook]
creep in the spot, reach in my pocket
(frah!)
i turn a cop to a hashtag
want the fetti, so i gotta stack that
put the president’s head in a trash bag
b+tch i move diabolical
this is thе chronicle
you n+ggas comical
flow putting all these lil n+ggas to tеst, no math class
johnny knoxville, she think imma jackass

[verse]
semi+automatic got him coughing up stomach acid
attacking with the f+cking blade, take a n+gga face off
put him in the sky, make a n+gga take liftoff
umm, chopper make a n+gga do the waltz like christoph
n+gga talk sh+t, get picked off
cum in her mouth, she spit it out like slipknot
imma turn the switch off
i’m a different n+gga when i’m p+ssed off
why you cappin for the internet? you know you gotta stop it
n+gga lame, steady claimin that he gang bangin and he keep a pocket rocket
see the bodies droppin cuz my
bl++dy blade, bl++dy knuckle
she eat my d+ck like it’s honeysuckle
get more paper than a study circle
richard thompson with the money shuffle
out to murder all you yuppie couples
catch a blade to the belly, i’m tummy tuckin
get f+cked
and these n+ggas so mediocre
pearls on my vivienne westwood choker
halloween mask when i mob in october
hole in his dome, now that boy need a doner
his brain on my chucks, and you smelling the odor
blood on my t++th make me look like the joker
[hook]
creep in the spot, reach in my pocket
(frah!)
i turn a cop to a hashtag
want the fetti, so i gotta stack that
put the president’s head in a trash bag
b+tch i move diabolical
this is the chronicle
you n+ggas comical
flow putting all these lil n+ggas to test, no math class
johnny knoxville, she think imma jackass
creep in the spot, reach in my pocket
i turn a cop to a hashtag
want the fetti, so i gotta stack that
put the president’s head in a trash bag
b+tch i move diabolical
this is the chronicle
you n+ggas comical
flow putting all these lil n+ggas to test, no math class
johnny knoxville, she think imma jackass

[outro]
shorty just said i’m a jackass
sh+t
yuh
oh sh+t

- kidd cynical lyrics

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