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odprophet - gonorrhea lyrics

[intro]
you know what’s in here. nitroglycerin, enough to blow up half this town

[verse 1: odprophet]
i’m an orangutan, ball+sw+ngin’ bangarang
dangarang gon’ shoot you in the face just to make a statement
sv gang the label, it’s a cult, i stir the kool+aid and mix it with the rufies with my auntie ladle
trade off h+rns for halos, we got better luck
silence in the barrel of the .40 with a baked potato (hot!)
your sh+t is basic cable, my sh+t is malcolm in the middle
dad cookin’ blue dope inside a winnebago
i’ve known this alien was poppin’ out my chest, right
grandmama’s sittin’ by my bedside, gettin’ high
but she ain’t even pass the sh+t to me, she bogartin’
chest open, she just watch and smoke a whole cartridge
i got issues in my brain can’t relate to
pain is pleasure, baby, let me suffocate you
i been f+cked off in my brain since back in grade school
they call me paranoid but then everything became true

[chorus: odprophet]
all these cobwebs in my head is like a mausoleum (mausoleum)
this sh+t is sick as f+ck little b+tch we got the gonorrhea
hard as f+ck, just tango with this sh+t right here, hit hard as ether
need some scotch on the rocks, b+tch, you a margarita (margarita)
all these cobwebs in my head is like a mausoleum (mausoleum)
this sh+t is sick as f+ck little b+tch we got the gonorrhea
hard as f+ck, just tango with this sh+t right here, hit hard as ether
need some scotch on the rocks, b+tch, you a margarita (margarita)
[verse 2: odprophet]
say k!ll ’em all, let god sort ’em out
i shoot ’em out, release them rounds in your town
lay ’em down on the ground, anybody make a sound
i’ma squeeze on this trigger, better run for the mountains
a standing out face for the outbreak, how many lies can a b+tch with her mouth make?
foul tongue, black heart, and a straight face
look in her eyes, just squeeze ’til her neck break
every day is a new song, wake up, put my shoes on
roundin’ necks with a noose on, climbin’ a roof
but the rooster says to root for a new dawn
then i jump off, let the punk off in the trip and we’re droppin’ his body in tucson
police never knew ’cause i’m too famous, most k!llers loose and i’m too gone
way gone spittin’ napalm and an a+bomb with an 8+ball and a cape on
and a homemade bomb and i stay on for the bank job
cut her brakes off and you straight once she takes on tragedy
what a catastrophe, paint me a masterpiece
it had to be hundreds of casualties literally backin’ me
and they hope for ascension, all of ’em whine when they pray for repentance
drip your blood on the quill and i fill up the page, leave you trapped in a sentence
stuck in the paper, rip up the pad, break down and use it to roll up my joint
i’m healin’ your soul, i think that i’m losin’ control about to explode

[chorus: odprophet]
all these cobwebs in my head is like a mausoleum (mausoleum)
this sh+t is sick as f+ck little b+tch we got the gonorrhea
hard as f+ck, just tango with this sh+t right here, hit hard as ether
need some scotch on the rocks, b+tch, you a margarita (margarita)
all these cobwebs in my head is like a mausoleum (mausoleum)
this sh+t is sick as f+ck little b+tch we got the gonorrhea
hard as f+ck, just tango with this sh+t right here, hit hard as ether
need some scotch on the rocks, b+tch, you a margarita (margarita)
[verse 3: odprophet]
rippin’ the lyrical ligaments, stuck in the thick of a wicked predicament
sh+t is ridiculous, flip ’cause i’m sick of ’em
riddle me, it’ll be bodies, i’m thinkin’ minced figments
fragments, stashin ’em up in the cabinet
i got my bad b+tch up in the attic, she open her mouth leavin’ nothin’ but static
stuck in her madness, fade to blackness
it’s all ’cause she stayed to the practice, playin’ with magic
fallin’ in love with the cactus, better off f+ckin’ a cactus
i’ve slept with multiple entities, sometimes it feel like it’s k!llin’ me
inside of my head, one is my friend, the other nine are my enemies
tauntin’ me, hauntin’ me, feel like an oddity
you’ve picked your sodomy with your hip+hoppery
callin’ a car for me, bibbidi bobbidi, cl!ckety clackety like it’s a robbery
bang! block! clap! pow! i’m off of my rocker, i growl like chewbacca
and ain’t no one stoppin’ or gunnin’ me down
it’s a predicament, everyone sick of me
last to be picked to play, ain’t no one pickin’ me
rather just pick on the ugly and sit the least stuck in a pickle
this sh+t is just tickle me, got to be kiddin’ me
i just mean it would be idiotic to say that i don’t rip
i be rippin’ to shreds, my heart, it won’t skip a beat
instantly spittin’ that hibbity dibbity

- odprophet lyrics

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