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hyperfuck - agred lyrics

[chorus]
violent times these days
crying and crying away
violent times these days
f*ck you f*ck him f*ck them
violent times these days
got no time to look at your face
violent crimes i make and violin notes i play

[verse 1]
i might i may have to snap at you
pull my chainsaws out
i’m out here making moves
you and your twitter fingers spout bullsh*t
and what do you do?
f*cking get a job
i’ll tell you the truth
my name will be in your mouth
[verse 2]
money making, runny make*up, sunny days, i live alone
funny, say you popping off, you ask for money on the phone
hyperf*ck my juggernautic ass, my f*cking rubber soul
honey colored f*nny bag, that’s whеre i keep my millions worth
debit card, no credit
hunnid bands, you gеt it?
big bucks, i had at least 10 thousand, now i am indebted
tap water, it’s leaded
microplastics embedded
on like all the food we eat, man, i don’t care if i’m intoxicated

[verse 3]
oh*
hop on a car like i hop on a c*ck
pull up on goth b*tches up on the block
pull up with stockings i pull up with glocks
i pull up i pull up i pull up on god
up on my bed and i’m tied up with knots
showing my b*lls and they want me to stop
i’m getting laughed at, i’m getting mocked (ha ha ha ha)
up like a light, light like a up, sh*t ’bout to rock
thought you was very rich, i guess not
i keep the ball around like lebron
i scuff i groan (argh…)
uh, aye, came out from the bottom and into the top
ouu, yuh, came in from your window, i’m breaking your clocks
[verse 4]
i really like it when she hit me from behind
i really like getting f*cked, is that a crime?
i really like the number six and number nine
i, i might cry, oh my god, jesus christ
you think you a g*nius
truth is you so henious
truth is you so hideous
yeah, you a silly goose
preaching like you know your sh*t like, baby, are you serious?
say that you a 10 but we outta 100, you an idiot?

[chorus]
violent times these days
crying and crying away (crying away)
violent times these days
f*ck you f*ck him f*ck them (them)
violent times these days
got no time to look at your face (look at your face)
violent crimes i make and violin notes i play
i might i may

- agred lyrics

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