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nightmare - bovine gang lyrics

[intro: j*dog, trap cow]
ooh, i been dreaming ’bout this one
oh, dream!

[verse 1: j*dog]
george hasn’t been found cuz he’s in the closet
dreams got man tits; he drinks his milk soy
yeah, you ain’t a real boy!
a little scrawny figure, flat voice, bad singing
this cheating f*ck gets away with everything!
implied depression? hypocritical aggression!
collabed with notch? trans oppression!
manhunt sh*tventor, witchhunt instigator!
roadtrip? interstate b*n*r deflator
pmbata? more like p*ss mouth bata
i’ll sh*t in your mouth, bovine gang baader
and what the f*ck was with your mask mv?
it looked like bad r34, uncanny!
you should learn from me and never drop sh*t
cuz i have bad pain when i drop sh*t!

[verse 2: rpe*knight]
ay, dream, oh, i bet you popped the bean
(popped the bean) before that speed run!
astrophysics, b*tch, brought back the numbers
yeah, ya team dumb! (yeah, ya team dumb!)
sapnap, he be a b*tch ass little sh*t c*nt! (b*tch ass little sh*t c*nt)
m*ffin head who can’t catch dream?
yeah, you a real runt! (you a real runt!)
lordlordyy? yeah, you deserve a waterboarding (waterboarding!)
with ma p*ss flowing out like a running faucet (like a running faucet!)
dreamy baby skews the numbers like a bad reporter
i’ll slither in ya ass like the sorting hat’ll sort ya
sh*t! that’s what the point of my ass is!
[verse 3: angeltouch]
1 in 7 trillion, ever heard of those odds?
after this d*cking, please send me the mods
i’ll solicit your mum to redistribute the pearls
i’m a bovine marxist; you’re like sandor earl
you’re a capitalist pig, i write in lowercase
keep wearing your mask, don’t wanna see your face
ali*a of mc, just please f*cking quit!
more bovine than b*tch, you keep milking that sh*t (moo)
one speedrunner verse eight hunters, the last great grand finale
the rematch, the final one (irrelevant!)

[verse 4: trap cow]
excuse me, dream, i believe your facts are clowned
the circumference of your c*cks thirty femtometres round
hop back in your sh*tty car, go and drive eastbound
i’ll be waiting for your call when you’re f*cking impound
wanna see some proof? ’cause i don’t fool around
my friend is a professor; he’ll take you to the pound!
nuke all these beaches, get rid of all the clay
let’s mix it up, mash it up, make a c*ck, that’s g*y! (that’s g*y!)
nasa can’t simulate what you did in those streams
you know you’re only good at music in your motherf*cking dreams
guess i’m forgetting your target audience is pre*teens
rigging a vote like three hundred thousand machines
you think your ratings up like your sister’s chest?
well, that makes sense; you haven’t seen real br**sts!
go grab your phone stir sh*t on twitter like alinity
sadly we’re a planet of science and the home of your virginity!
[verse 5: pinhead]
worn a mask so long it’s connected to your face, huh?
never clean your head man, you’re begging for some sm*gm*?
you’re fast, right, kid? yeah, you’re fast all the time son
it’s fine if you’re not fine, try something else, bruh
speed run the music biz, skip to failure and opiates
shoot your shot at happiness and pray your projects never miss
don’t you know what happened to the last guy with a dream, man?
he also had to cheat to get lucky in his nether regions

[verse 6: lil udder]
coming out on twitter, b*tch, stomach filled with b*tterflies?
sick of all this lying sh*t, we’ll cancel you like fireflys
sam seems like a nice girl; why’d you have to schneider?
all these ones and zeros, messing drop rates like macgyver
always one for younger ones, patches looking kinda sus
see you on those sketchy sites; looking like you’re ’bout to bust
drive for twenty hours? stop this f*cking music thing!
step on a dripleaf, b*tch, make a noose with spider string!

- bovine gang lyrics

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