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Lyrics
he aint rippin jack, ill jack rip and gut this whore
like fuck ignores, show him his own blood and gore
and i aint got feelins, aint nothin soar
im killin your dreams cause im just fuckin bored
bet me you gone show, im letting a yawn go
cause every dead nobodies allready a john dough
weve gone home, you stone frontin like a lawn gnome
make ya lips a signmaker, they better be drawn closed
im cryin laughin at ya guys liein that ya murk us
this fairy better try like magic word dust
or the news will have a live tragic blurb
like "9 faggot murdered guys ya havent heard of"
ill start actin like time to send a ho packin
my cookin sucks, im serving dough blackened
we know ya lackin gangs and the role ya actin
that odds against are the only way dough is stackin
you have no backin an ill proove it all tactile
take a pick with 20 cats if ya that wild
wack child, fag glasses, enefs hat style?
ill crush ya net career into a flat file
