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young bastard - 77 lyrics

[part 1, verse 1]
you’re a dead man walking, if i see your mouth talking
through these bars i’m sleep walking
and you crackers think i’m shocking
bro this sh-t is too easy, i might have to go hard anyway
turn your -ss to minced meat, i’ll get arrested any day
don’t give a f-ck, that’s the least of my concerns
making drunk b-tches laugh while impersonating mr. burns
skinning kids alive while doing blow in math cl-ss
you can count it as my first show, b-tches with fake gr-ss
suicidal hoes think they know how this sh-t goes
if you p-ssy out of jumping, just go get a job a lowe’s
you were gonna do it anyway, so who really cares?
go and tweet about on how your life is too much to bare
you can kiss my derriere
you and me cannot compare
haven’t even played the game and i am on a k!llionaire
can’t frickin believe, how much i will achieve
tell the pastor that their is no need for him to breath
i am god
i am legend
we were never f-cking brethren
no ties, i’m good at severin’
go get raped by all the reverends
i got no dream but to steal cars and be on mars
all i got is r-t-rded bars, with a dumb flow, and no hook
sh-t cooks, don’t get it twisted
missing kid, i just go listed
bad song, i’ll come and fix it
jumping in late like “bro you missed it!”

(break)

[part 1, verse 2]
to be honest, i’ve been feeling pretty lonely lately
n0body is picking up, so i’m calling my homie haley
bought thc crystal, to get high like a korean missile
annoying like a whistle, man i should probably chill a little
loyalty’s been brittle
b-tches think that they a riddle
cut through bullsh-t down the middle
left her on read, games are feeble
hoe we know we are not equal
you all talk, i talk illegal
come to rap, my -ss is regal
you a rabbit, i’m a beagle
f-ck being famous, i just hope you all will care
when i’m double f-cked up, and i’m pulling out my hair
magazines show up saying “who can we compare?”
to this free earl f-ggot, this fake iced out maggot
i’ma keep making my racket, till i’m waking up the neighbors
k!ll ’em, get the shock chair, then meet my maker

[part 1 fades]
(break)
[part 2, intro starts. (it is a slowed and edited version of “perfect” by tyler, the creator off of “cherry bomb” and is with kali uchis and austin feinstein)]
k: boy i know that we could be more
than just friends, but you’re scared
boy i know that we could be more
than just friends, but you’re scared (i know)

[part 2, verse 1 with tyler, the creator and kali uchis]
k: i know that there could be
somethin’ for you and me
what’s your philosphy?
you’re scared, scared
and i exit, and wait a while
t: just say the word girl
k: can’t you see the answers are all there
t: but i’m just too blind to see
k: you and i are cut from different fabric
t: i wonder why, i wonder why, girl
k: don’t be too material to see
t: but i’m just too blind to see
k: somehow, this world is such a struggle just to be
f-ck ’em all baby, it’s just you and me

[part 2, bridge with tyler, the creator, kali uchis, and austin feinstein]
you make me better
and i know this don’t make sense
but you make me better

[part 2, outro with kali uchis vocals and austin feinstein]
alone
alone
alone
ah-lone
alone
at home
alone
yeah, oh
ah-lone
alone

end of the b-st-rd mixtape

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