Lyrics Barbwire / I Spy - Dope D.O.D.

Barbwire / I Spy

And I got announcement to make, so oh…
All people that just got married please change the channel
All children below 18, please cover your ears
All those messing with valentines cards, and all that crap (get the fuck outta
here)
Ey, yo I’m about to tell a tale… of every male, yo
There’s a heart in my chest that is wrapped in barbwire
The pulse in my wrist flat like a broke tire
I’m a liar, a denyer, a too hard tryer
But what’s the fun in freedom, when there ain’t no cheating?
What’s the fun in freedom, when there ain’t no cheating?
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I ain’t got pussy web scars on my back bitch
I got the bad that ain’t good, but I don’t know how good it is
Feeling turns bad, what I mean is, you can never get what you want
Till you got it, then you wish you lost what you have, just to find it
It feels like I’m left in the dark, kinda blinded
Barbwire wrapped around my heart, and I’m tired
Thoughts swinging like a siren through the night
They fight with thing, tryin' figure wrong and right
Life ain’t fair right?
The same goes for me
They say life’s a bitch, well the same goes for you
I take the blame, so you dare to hate on your dude
Like you ain’t the blame for the fucking pain we go through now
Corrupt one sided takes to the tango, and so murder on the dance floor
Which you be my angle, ain’t no gifts bitch, ain’t no christmas
Ain’t no happy new year, no best wishes (I just wish)
I was born dickless, with no pussy interest
Truth is I wish you was cool with my mistress
So I can watch both y’all do my dirty dishes
While I’m online flirting with both your sisters
I gotta confess I likes to get my dick wet, like a bitch you gives head
Long legs, so sexy, six bitches in bed, so I wish I never repress
Never the less, I expect the sex is better than ex
Cause I’m slippin' the but my dick itching on weekend
I’m never sleeping with on all these bitches I’m cheating, I’m leaving
Life’s hard, so hard now my dick blew, head grew
Still I’m goin' off just like a pistol
Open up your mouth, when the nigga start spreads
Come on bitch face me, like a motherfucking president
Come on bring your sister in, bitches share my wisdom
Ya gots to get it in, I like to get it out my system
Fucking in the kitchen and comin' when I’m dippin'
My bitch walk in the kitchen caught a nigga pussy lickin'
Flippin' she ain’t listenin' I’m swining with my dingiling
Tell her «I've been a bad boy» now let’s go split her in
###Part 2, I Spy###
When I see a door, I gotta kick it in
When I see a jaw, I gotta kick a chin
When you see my jaw, you know it’s kickin' in
When I’m on the floor, I see the ceiling spit (wasted)
Flickering, spinning, wimps shine when I’m kickin' in
Pickering, slithering, slime lips, gibber rint
Time-Bomb in the mind, no citizen
(Living) Life outside the box Y’all sitting in
With sickening flow, chick licking my toe
I got athletes foot though (Ops!)
All good to me, still
Popping the me pill
Sipping some
And I fuck with the refill
Rappers on the other hand
Can’t pay the week bill
Wanna label me
But they never gonna see deal
I Fuck a bitch (she chills!)
You gotta bitch (she yells!)
Cuz all ya washed up like sea shells
The way the weed smells
I’m never gonna quit it
The way my brain feels
Maybe for a minute
You standing at the door
You better let me in it
Cuz I ain’t on the list
And I ain’t gotta ticket (mothafucker)
You know it’s kickin' in
(You know it’s kickin' in)
I see the ceiling spin
I guess to get it in
I guess to go get my shit, get my medicine
Eminem, you got to tell a friend
The Reaper back and i’m raising up the roof again
With a loose and a gin
High and mighty, the opposite of pillow right
You couldn’t find a simple trace of a freak inside me
Yeah, a good nigga I be’s
But only when me’s, on the ecstasy