| Hell froze over
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| Red rover, red rover
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| Better get yo' ass moving fo' the snow get colder
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| Fo' yo' soul get frozen
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| How’m I s'posed to let it go
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| When mah hopes get dashed, by dis bleak weatha forecast
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| All I wanted were som' sunny days
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| But they never seem to come to me
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| Tried to get him out his dungarees
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| Never got past having lunch with me
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| Guess it's funny now in some degree
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| But funny people seem to fucking reek
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| Like CKs otha hand that's not touching on the telephone
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| Keep it bouncing like the hands up on the mutha fuckin'
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| metronome
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| And ballad out like let it go
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| Singing Elsa touched my testicles
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| Damn, why you gotta ruin children's movies for the spectacle
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| (Get papa up on the scene, baby)
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| Rain rain, go away
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| Don’t come again
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| Or I'll fucking spray some shots into the air
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| Like every concert, every fucking day
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| Or a gathering or child's play
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| But who give a fuck about the gun laws
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| It’s America, go out and get more guns today
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| On discount, with no background check and bullets free if
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| you buy 6 now!
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| And place you dick up on an eagles chest
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| I see you, yes, but I ain't hearing shit, cancel culture
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| talking waste
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| Who counter culture when the culture start gustapoing every
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| lil' word we fucking say
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| Yoooo true day bro, true dat bro
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| But double fuck these alt right nazis
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| Modern fascist, looking walking assholes
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| Shit falling out they mouth holes
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| Make them seem like need more fiber in they diet
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| I’m a San Francisco giant, and I ain't even watch the
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| sport bro
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| Fuck a sport bro, eat digirnos, and then pop on another
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| porno
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| I’m basic that's fo' sho do
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| I’m basic that's fo' sho do
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| Great British Bake Off be my show tho
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| Man, where the fuck is toto
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| I’m just tryna click my heels and go home
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| Naaahhh bitch
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| You staying right here with old Mister Bender
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| No escape and no sequester, I'll be here the whole
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| semester
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| Throwing punches like Sylvester, it's a rocky situation
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| When there two people in the same body straight pacen
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| Think there can only be one
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| Bitch, get ready for the art of war it's all szu under
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| the sun
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| No reprise ‘bout to come, I'ma end you right here
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| Strike fear in yo' heart till impacts your whole career
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| Youse a deer
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| I’m a mountain lion
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| I’m a eat yo' ass whole
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| Bitch, you look like Bill O'Reilly constipated in the cold
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| Bitch, you ain't nothin' without me
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| Come and get some more
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| I’m everything ever you wanted
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| I’m the answers that you've known
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| I’m demon in yo' closet
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| And I'm coming for your soul
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| I’m get and when I grab it
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| I swear that shit is going cold
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| I’m a ten headed dragon, you can't catch inside your dome
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| Screaming baby won't love me, won't you love me a little
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| more
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| Ummmmmmmm noooooooo
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| Bye bye
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| Oh how time flies
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| When lost on how you lost one of your nine lives
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| I’m pumpin' up my drive
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| ‘Til I hit a hills peak
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| And I fly straight into the sun
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| In a 88 celica the color of my cum
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| Under the barrel of a gun
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| That I know is self imposed
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| Screaming baby, won't you love me
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| Won’t you love me a little more |