| Man, you messed up!
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| Put your hand in the bland and stirred up
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| Now it’s fire, now it’s smoke
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| Now it’s syrup and you need ya to coat!
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| Baked like bread and ya dead no with head
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| You the egg with no yolk
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| White lie every time, cracked and cloaked
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| Take a shot, watch you choke
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| Lil' Godzilla, can’t take a joke!
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| Fuck their feelings, fuck my feelings!
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| You’re sick of people liking society
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| You’re sick of people thinking that you’re a dweeb
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| Mommy likes your irony
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| Fly through the squeeze
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| You fantasize of liquefied fried balls of cheese
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| Pawn off and pass 'em
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| Throw down and wrastle
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| Pound into the ground!
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| Well, shit that brick
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| Shake yo' fist, hate yo' bitch
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| Crave mo' tits, do they notice it?
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| Well, tell yourself you deserve this shit!
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| There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you
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| You’re never gonna get your wish
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| There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you
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| If you think you can sink
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| Then you should probably swim!
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| Fuck their feelings, fuck my feelings!
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| You’re sick of people liking society
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| You’re sick of people thinking that you’re a dweeb
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| Mommy likes your irony
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| You can’t even drive a car
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| They draw dicks on your face
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| You can’t even drink at bars
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| You threw up on your date
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| Your mind is a mystery
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| Your parents prayed you would be average
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| I see you’re in the industry
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| Failed up and got all access
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| Who can entertain?
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| Yeah, who can be a bard?
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| I think I wanna worship the best retard
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| With my dick in my hand and a face from mars
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| The vibes so cool, 'cause I’m not about bars
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| That’s cool, that’s cool, that’s hard!
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| That’s… that’s…
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| Well, shit that brick
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| Shake yo' fist, hate yo' bitch
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| Crave mo' tits, do they notice it?
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| Well, tell yourself you deserve this shit!
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| There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you
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| You’re never gonna get your wish
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| There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you
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| If you think you can sink
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| Then you should probably swim!
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| We’ll, comin' up with the scam, it’s the man with the plan!
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| The shell is full of clam and the band sandwich! |