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wulf, the despicable - sergio lyrics

(verse 1)
i’m hungry
i haven’t slept in days
my wrists are looking like
pic-sso did his greatest work with blades
i’ll stick around a while
but i’m leaving for the best
because i’m f-cking dangerous
i’m not a vessle i’m straight up possessed
i got a different view on life
than everyone i know
and since breathing is pointless
i’ma grow my nails and itch my throat
and scratch that b-tch like
i just used my rent to play the lottery
until i break the skin and get this
evil demon outta me
i’m sick of waking up
and hating everything i see
but every time i try to change
i end up where im spose to be
in the background
making sticks into daggers
to use them as an upperhand
when friends become the attackers
and i dont know d-ck about half of this sh-t
i’m f-cking talking up
i spit offensive language
like i’m smoking sh-t and stalking sl-ts
but really i just lay in bed
and play the ukulele
while i think about the stupid sh-t
my f-ckin ex would say to me
(f-ck her)
yeah i know, boy
don’t worry im not going back
i’m unhappy enough with
where the f-ck my -ss is sitting at
i change myself to be —-
who k!lls a jerk and f-cks a wh-r-
but people call me sergio
and i’m just insecure

(verse 2)
now cut that soft core sh-t
i’m cutting break lines
i’d slice a couple throats
but for now i just f-ckin make rhymes
i’m doing to these hoes
what oj ran from in a bronco
hit a pot hole while i take these body bags
back to my mom’s home
and shove ’em in my closet
cuz f-ck it ill f-cking rock it
i dont need a b-tch in arm
to get this f-cking party popping
i just need a hoe in stockings
when i walk in the spot
so all these f-cking wanna-bes
can get this f-cking record stoping
an evil ent-ty
p-ssy the devil sent for me
so theres no way in h-ll you can
deal with this k!ller sensibly
pulling feelings out of me
is just about as likely
as ripping of a figernail
only using epoxy
and a power drill
and sitting still
throughout the whole procedure
and at the end discovering
your partner’s a f-cking cheater
and still keeping cool and smiling
and giving kids a lecture
’bout how if a girl is crying
you should always try to french her
the f-ck is wrong with me?
sh-t i just lost control
i need to find it or i’ll just remain
a mother f-cking animal
and m-ssacre pedestrians
and eat the f-ckin bodies up
like rich white mother f-ckers
are raking the f-ckin hotties up
i need a xanex
some whiskey and a handgun
i need to relax some way
and f-ck it, i just found one
i grab a f-ckin bottle
and i neck it ’till i suffocate
and write a f-cking rap
thats strong enough to open hades’ gates

(bs mother f-cker)

- wulf the despicable lyrics

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