uq305mf - i want their fxcking blxxd lyrics
pardon me, thats the part of me that i can’t read
i stood for something when they was knocking out my balcony
we wasn’t eating, and i spun my shit then turned it cheese
when times was rough them f-cking ‘atheists’ done turned to priests
i’m tasting blood in my 8th like i just ate my wrists
the king is dead! the king is dead!
like i just ‘came the prince
ring-a-ting-ting-ting x2
my (record scratch) somethings in the water now
the government hate on my proper noun
i stay down stay down stay down, way down
get me out like jordan peele was in my f-cking house
them trench coats in the bathroom floor puddling
it wasn’t them but every time it happens they just represent
tossing pens like my name was sean no carter
i’m sick off my 5th lager with a b-tch harder to work with than
a primadonna
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