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millertski - mad sketchy (intro) lyrics

[intro skit]
shawn: “bro you’re mad sketchy”
millertski: “am i?”

[hook]
everybody gettin’ up on my d-ck
my d-ck is getting pretty f-ckin’ big
so suck my d-ck, suck my d-ck
suck my d-ck, suck my d-ck
you bunch of motherf-ckin’ d-ck riders
riding my d-ck like i was going into my b-tch
back and forth pr-ck, you’re lacking the .44’s b-tch!
and i’m getting weird (mad sketchy!)
i’m getting f-cked (mad sketchy!)
i’m getting messed up in my mind (mad sketchy!)

[verse]
say i gotta get a little messed up in the head
f-ck a fed, i’m fed up now! little haters, pay ’em no mind
get in my mind and walk in my shoes
listen to my music while you’re on boo’s
but i’m on liquor and pain k!llers ’cause i’m f-cked up
i’m pretty wasted and i’m a waste of life now i guess
but you know it’s the mad sketchy lp where you’ll get shot and beat
when i reload it and it’s reloaded like after i’m done saying f-cked up stuff
but just when i announce that, i come back with more f-cked up shit
yeah suck my d-ck b-tch but you don’t get it?
f-ck it, can i k!ll you now? i’m a k!ll you now without permission
i’m the best and the best better than the rest
i’m going to the top with this alb-m and the next
the reloaded version gets me on this f-cked up shit
to the point i start going through your mom’s drawers
start sniffing her g-straps then i go fap in your basement
’cause this is back in the basement days, like it was in the hip hop shop
we’re back and i got soul echo squad in the back
ready to get a glock and load it up your -ss
ok b-tches! wanna see some more f-cked up shit?
i get up on the track and i’m back in the back of the back of the train
in a little confined space like i’m bomb’d with a nine in place
can’t move, not a race in place, we run in place
we got no where to go in this f-ckers mind-state
it’s like i’m trapped in my brain and my fingers keep writing these insane lines
like it was an insane line of my nine in a row, ready to row a boat
f-ck my choad, are you bogus girl? ’cause girl if you don’t suck it
i’m a stick it in your pussy right now, so who’s now loud!
who’s the one with the aggression tone and now doesn’t give a f-ck what people think?
i am all that, but just when you thought it was gettin’ too much harder
like i was gettin’ much harder and i got a b-n-r
we go back to the refrain and refrain that same space of the lame brains
yeah and i eat brains for breakfast, lunch and dinner along with liquor
and a little brunch of a punk dead on the table, i k!ll him then fry his brains!
i’m now in outer-space i’m thinkin’ out of my mind
this is purgatory and i’m purged off this sad and heart-felt little b-tch that i was
f-ck chemistry, toxic b-tch wasn’t even worthy enough for calling out my mom!
i’ve now been a little seasoned and i’m a seasoned emcee
emceein’ like it’s n-bodies business but this wickedness is wicked and real livid
it’s in your face b-tch, i got up in your bubble b-tch and you got a big booty hoe!
and you know that i bring the .44’s and blow ’em up your -ss ’cause

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