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misery thunderfuck - nuts lyrics

(verse 1:misery thunderf+ck)
and get so high
streets got me wildin backstabbers smilin
a twinkle in my father’s eye
straight from fema island, buckwhylin, i’m stylin
stay high until the day i die
thats how it is, dog n0bodies smilin
see i see to that
hey, i tried to tell you but
is it cause you lack p+ssy or lack uniqueness?
with my girl out there she bailing me out
don’t provoke me or i send a picture of the darkness
so many rappers in this industry, i don’t doubt
i ain’t a part of no d+mn record business
to h+ll with stunts and blunts and tryin’ to stay out
man i was sick of them bill collectors callin’ my crib
don’t let ya mans jump off, i’ma empty his rib
now you wanna be mine, but in the meantime
cause i’m the dog, the m+th+f+ckin dog ya hear
like leaping from a building for the 50th time
much love to my grandparents, dada my dear
cua there ain’t nuttin’ like booty in the daytime
the hour of reprisal is here
the flow that you can’t with
it’s like his life is a myth
wars, indeclared i’m fully stocked and prepared
that’s mac, that’s pac, that’s pun, that’s b.i.g
at the times we shared
if a chick under the age under the wig
stop actin’ like a bia, you scared
and i ain’t tryin to die like ‘pac and big
girl indeed i can run it, run it
only west side allowed and we won’t get hit
too straight, i’m back out with two big gauge
j’accepte francs suisses, yens et deutch marks
cause my thoughts are reflected on an ink+filled page
aquatic plants, architect starving as green sharks
pac still acting like he out of the cage
thank god for rosa parks
no cause, there’s no effect
ain’t no name calling or no disrespect
i tried to get your attention many times
they don’t realize i’m a soldier
i’m equipped with a clique of rhymes
my innovation of danger
i see the sign of the times
you are not a soldier
antic+p+ted to vibrate your car system
yo, low profile, i creeps like the phantom
behind the bush turn a back push into a shove
designated ghetto like the yellow star of david
’cause i don’t know where your d+ck been flaunting that love
smokin ak+47 up in room 420, coughee brotha like devin
in the confusion you’re all about to witness the birth of
suckas are scared, i’m gettin’ paid off the devil
hustling all night, to keep on my lights
got ’em from the airport, it’s on for two nights
and i’m here to let these motherf+ckers know
beat up tracks and murder rhymes
nope, i ain’t really playin’ with a ho
it’s like a jungle sometimes
i’m a give it right back to you, let’s go
all the times
sh+t we selling flotation
marijuana feels my congregation your affiliation
but no matter who they are
now say la+da+da+da, da+da+da+da+da
same question every single day with no answer
crush on me, keep rollin by
show and ag, is who we are
the good ol days will never die
why it gotta be games i’m playing?
dedication got our hearts racing, frenzy fans waiting
you got abducted on some x+files sh+t from up above
i told you, how dare you step into my chamber
i wanna hit it, don’t get it twisted, ain’t love
who the funk do you think you are?
oughta make a run for it but you can’t move
the battle ground stomper, nocturnal author
in a jailward wearin cuffs
every morning i wake up to handcuffs
(verse 2:ag gunn)
layback, evolve, and i’ll be alright
leanin’ to the ride
on the mic, looking like a napoleon dynamite
now we inside
asheru got an appetite for the rapper’s delight
in my bubble eyed
and i’ma keep my bread up
crawling purple passion, up in my cup
the secret super power aircraft, cold like alaska
only difference is, instead of havin’ no immune system
slang ‘cane from maine back down to nebraska
i use my intellect when i hit rock bottom
my life, ain’t tryin to see no grammy or oscar
so you see don’t believe in the system
stealin your deniero i was stealin people’s cars
tellin’ my cuddies how cool it was
front of ya lawn ‘n drop the bomb
we got that balance keepin us on track
so check for more on your worldwide dot com
potna lets go half on a sac
fashion tips from goodwill, chivalry from a single mom
specializing in splitting a hound dogz’ back
provide everyone that intervene and miss
yeah motherf+cker, here’s your last kiss
not tryin to diss, come off, or act ill
being able to death from the cradle
i know ya’ll know i gotta keep it trill
but it’s gone still follow me, so i battle
my battle axe acts as a last resort death k!ll
that’ll be, and tell ya punk lib to tattle
i got 2 wives, and live 2 lives
we could play russian roulette and see who survives

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