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mission infect - festers quest lyrics

[intro: bad luck]
let me diss this fat f+ggot just one more time. yeah, yo, this sh+t goes out to sicktanick or sick f+ggot or whatever the f+ck your name is. d+ck magnet, who f+cking knows anymore. yo, hahaha

[verse: bad luck]
awe sh+t, here i come
bad luck with the next diss (woo)
this fat f+ck making me sick like asbestos (yeah)
check this b+tch and we’s a joke like a jester
this wack motherf+cking+looking just like uncle fester (ooh)
you wanna diss infect, well i’ma disinfect
heart they brought off your face before my fist connects
’cause i don’t wanna catch the bad flow disease
he’s rapping off beat and beating myself ’til somebody notices me
you’re claiming to be this small devil rapper
but you’re steady downing devil dogs and l!cking off the rapper (haha)
i bet you’re used to clapping when you’re laying down on all your tracks
spitting chocolate on the microphone, laying on your back (haha, woo)
the fact of the matter is you’re wack more than average cats
i splatter your back, see flashes coming out of the black
a matter of fact we’re making an infect mission
and leave it to our soldiers to put you out of commission
yo, i’m wishing that you take that eyeliner off yo
it should be a crime to spit rhymes and look soft
what’s it costing you to look like a drag queen
was he born with it? maybe it’s maybelline
[bridge: bad luck]
you’s a fake+ass satan, why you hating?
awe yeah, you need to eat beef jerky
we gon’ k!ll you out in albuquerque
and drag the body to delaware, yeah (oh)
you’s a punk+ass fat kid, always got picked on
motherf+cker need to get going
why you hatin’? (haha)
worshipping satan (oh, oh, oh)

[outro: bad luck]
hey, look man, you fat piece of sh+t. yo, somebody e+mail me this fat piece of sh+t’s address (why you hating?) we are gonna hurt this dude, hey yo, fat boy. fat boy, come here, come here. aye, i’ma make you walk and get me a cheese steak. aye yo, sicktanick, go get me a cheese steak. and try not to eat it on the way you fat maggot, piece of sh+t stinking, right guard deodorant needing, fake+ass rapper. you fake rapper (woo). i saw your video, it looked real, real, real f+cking megadeath+ish (you’s a punk+ass hatin’, why you hating?). you a megadeath biter, you ain’t even a rapper. you know what i’ma do, aye man, man, yo, it’s over man (you’s a punk+ass hatin’, why you hating?). look, let me tell you this, mission:infect, medulla, (you look like[jew bergs?]) mu’f+cking lo key. you can’t f+ck with my boys. t.o.n.e in the building, bronx to delaware connect (you look like the wrestler king kong bundy). look, i don’t even know this dude. but i’ma tell you what. (you look like the wrestler king kong bundy). yo, a k!llmonger segment, this motherf+cker got too many people involved already man. what a stupid motherf+cker, yo. this child+molesting+looking . f+cking chicken+sacrificing+looking motherf+cker has done f+cked up with f+cking with mission:infect. motherf+cking lo key, t.o.n.e+z, grewsum, motherf+cking conflikt and wikid one, and myself, bad luck. you done f+cked up b+tch. mission:infect (mission:infect, mission:infect)

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