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popper gang - mostgross lyrics

[verse 1: mr coathanger ]

head shot, dead shot
f-ck you you a dead cop
you under arrest sir, no officer i think not
bleedin’ in the streets call the back up police
but you trippin’ if you think that they gon catch me
head to the back streets goin 160
jesse’s in the p-ssenger seat like don’t flip vee !! sh-t
don’t test me, i’m a f-ckin’ mess see
so i smoke a bunch a weed to calm me down like ritalin
but now i’m probably gonna k!ll another f-ckin’ kid again
acting like a kid again
mr coathangar is the sh-t to which you’re listening
add johnny poppers and jesse to this f-ckin’ thing
you got some christian b-tches tryna suck our f-ckin ding-a-lings
that’s a f-ckin’ joke, take another f-ckin toke
this sh-t is mostgross, if you diss it you gon f-ckin’ croak
unload yo fat -ss on the back of a f-ckin’ boat
sh-t…. i forgot that bodies can float

[hook – johnny poppers]
i’m a leave you f-ckin’ torn b-tch
and than i’m finna toss your body off the f-ckin’ lorne bridge
tell everyone you fell
and i don’t speak it but i hope you burn in mother f-ckin’ h-ll
well i smoke dope sh-t burn in this spliff
ya, said i’m a leave you f-ckin’ torn b-tch
and than i’m finna toss your body off the f-ckin’ lorne bridge
tell everyone you fell
and i don’t speak it but i hope you burn in mother f-ckin’ h-ll
so ring the mother f-ckin bell

[verse 2: jesse turvey]

i’m back again
i was flaccid but now i’m back in action
but i’m getting pretty good at makin’ it look like a f-ckin’ accident
so they askin nick
how’d he do it? was it really an accident ?
yea, accidentally cut into pieces with my favorite axe again
they gaspin’
b-tch i ain’t even rappin’
i’m just planning history in the making cause this ain’t even happened yet
but it’s gon happen, but your -ss it’ll happen !
why the f-ck you think i’m walkin’ around town with a backpack and got a fat stack of…knives
cause i’m an -ss-ssin
i’m attackin em from behind
nick up front line blastin’ em
har-ssin’ em
banana clips full of pot-ssium
and vitamin c for little kids, so why you mad at him ?
you can’t perceive beliefs that even we
construct and come up with
like i be jumpin trucks b-tch !
famardaway across the map, but f-ck that
ahgodisay
so you better watch yo mother f-ckin’ back f-ggot !

[hook/verse: johnny poppers]

i’m a leave you f-ckin torn b-tch
and than i’m finna toss your body off the f-ckin’ lorne bridge
tell everyone you fell
and i don’t speak it but i hope you burn in mother f-ckin’ h-ll
well i smoke dope sh-t burn in this spliff
ya, said i’m a leave you f-ckin torn b-tch
and than i’m finna toss your body off the f-ckin’ lorne bridge
tell everyone you fell
and i don’t speak it but i hope you burn in mother f-ckin’ h-ll
so ring the mother f-ckin; bell cuzz

it’s popper gang with that cl!ck cl!ck bang
we stoppin’ poppin’ b-tches from doin’ they thangs
3 fiends, jesse, me and mr coathang
fresher than your little sister unborn virgin putang
and nick just slit her quick
clip the umbilical cord faster
than a hicks d-ck rises when he thinks of s-xing his relatives
preforming abortions while i’m turning up the distortion
hide your wives, hide your kids
this is your final f-cking warning mother f-cker !

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