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the bad boyzz crew - ptsd lyrics

[hook: oneinchwonder]
ptsd, ptsd
ptsd, ptsd

[verse 1: oneinchwonder]
sh-t sounds fake to me
don’t care if you fall for my country, i ain’t giving you no money
it’s f-cking fake, pst more like drake
p stands for pretend, the sh-t needs to end
stop asking for all the attention, stop
the thought of my mom dying gives me an erection
do it already, it’s natural selection
the thought of seeing a person ran over gives me an erection
the thought of being beat by my dad gives me an erection
the thought of getting raped gives me an erection
end it already, it’s natural selection

[hook: oneinchwonder]
ptsd, ptsd
ptsd, ptsd

[interlude: king russell]
why you going ham? it’s just vietnam
touched in the laundry room by uncle sam
televised like, “smile you’re on cam!”

[sample: biggiechubbz (lil peen)]
do you think i’m the kind of person who really gives a sh-t about what people think about me?
(laughs)
thanks

[verse 2: king russell]
ptsd for the tax money
think about it and you p-e-e
“f-ck out of my way, old man!”
mention ‘nam, sh-t hits the fan
“the j-ps are coming, the j-ps are coming!”
he pretends to lose it at the sound of humming
f-ck the troops, ‘cuz they ain’t sh-t
i’m king russell, hit after hit
lost your arm and lost your b-tch
got one arm and so she ditch
get over it, that sh-t’s not real
get over it, your sh-t’s now healed
your condition is faker than karats and yeezys
quit b-tchin’, noone said it was easy
no, i don’t care if all your friends are poor
f-ck this fake sh-t, i’m out the door

[hook: oneinchwonder]
ptsd, ptsd
ptsd, ptsd

[verse 3: mad gonad]
got ptsd, flash back, that’s whatever
a napalm bomb? vietnam? you’re a beggar
don’t believe ’em at all, because they’re not even clever
the light’s still red and it feels like it’s been forever
knock knock – who’s there? sh-ll shock? who cares?
down the block, he’s where? in a box…
spare a buck? f-ck off – after the war he snuck off
back home, bad dome, in the streets they roam
god bless, you’re a mess, you’re a vet is my guess
take a dime, commit a crime, but you smoked parsley and thyme
benefits, pension, a poppy from the legion
a home’s you need, smoke some weed, because you have ptsd

[hook: oneinchwonder]
ptsd, ptsd
ptsd, ptsd
ptsd, ptsd
ptsd, ptsd

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