| «Who said that? |
| Who the fuck said that? |
| Who’s the slimy little communist shit
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| twinkle-toed cocksucker down here who just signed his own death warrant?
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| Nobody, huh? |
| The fairy fucking godmother said it! |
| Out-fucking-standing!
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| I will P.T. |
| you all until you fucking die!»
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| Uh
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| This a $crim beat
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| Uh, digging for all the facts, uh
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| Ruby da Cherry, yah
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| DJ $crim with that 808
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| You can catch me chillin' with the polar bears
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| Bogus fucking jokes on us sucka' punch
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| Dat D.A.R.E sweatshirt wearing motherfucker $crim
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| Scarier Ric Flair, been there, done jack
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| Sack full of cash, backpack of hash
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| Grab that stash and dash, there ain’t never a clash
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| Rip a flash
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| Swallow ya' soul through a flask
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| Grab that mask, and never look back
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| Black plague sick
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| Oh, wait—I meant to say slick
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| Pissing on his missin' Mrs (yeah, uh)
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| Dippin' the tip in the grip, and sippin' glory
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| Tippin' Maury
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| It’s a fuckin' secret story
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| Kinda boring, yeah—
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| Uh
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| Stormin' in the southeast
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| Shit, it’s really pouring, but I’m snorin'
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| Hit the alarm clock
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| While my stocks in farm blocks
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| Gets hot, like a pot
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| On the fuckin' stove oven top
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| «Hell, I like you. |
| You can come over to my house and fuck my sister.
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| You little scumbag! |
| I’ve got your name! |
| I’ve got your ass!»
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| ($lick $loth, work!)
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| Ridin' solo, through Kyoto with four hoes
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| I’m a no-show for more shows
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| Wanna tango
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| Drinkin' Faygo, maybe mango
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| Got a tan, hoe
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| Couple ten bros
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| Make a fan go, to the van, hoe
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| Fuck her mouth 'til the tears start pourin' out
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| I’m just chillin' eating pizza in a foreign house
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| Quiet as a mouse, plottin' on a spouse
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| What’s this all about? |
| I don’t even know
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| Only thing I know is that I’m throwed
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Sippin' and spillin'
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| Villians is chilling (yeah, right)
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| Eatin' on children (grrah!), it’s $crimmy the villain!
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| Got penicillin, munchin' on Chilli’s
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| Pop a few willies
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| Pop a few pillies (bleurgh!)
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| Bite a few titties
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| With my homeboy Timmy (timmy!)
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| Grippin' on semis
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| (Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah!)
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| «—exactly three fucking seconds to wipe that stupid-looking grin off your face,
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| or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you! |
| One! |
| Two! |
| Three!»
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| «Sir, I can’t help it, sir!»
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| «Bullshit! |
| Get on your knees, scumbag!!!»
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| This is my rifle! |
| This is my gun!
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| This is for fighting! |
| This is for fun! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Vietnam , by - $uicideboy$. Song from the album KILL YOURSELF Part VIII: The Seppuku Saga, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп