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terrible youtube comment rap - brann dimech lyrics

[intro: macbook pro]
y’all can’t handle this b-tches i’m going to f-cking k!ll you motherf-cker you can’t heck with me b-tches this is macbook pro and i found this rap in a youtube comment

[verse: macbook pro]
i’m raping this game matter of fact call me jack the ripper as i proceed to strip her
had her on my d-ck like a stripper on a pole swallow all you motherf-ckers whole when she told
me to do her i ripped that p-ssy up like my name was freddy krueger
yeah i’m a mean little pr-ck with a long d-ck since age six i’ve been teachin b-tches how to suck d-cks
the last time a b-tch interuptted my cypher i had to knife her
f-ck the law i’m raw like an uncooked piece of meat got blood all over my feet
i didn’t have any friends until i started makin ends and bought my self a
f-ckin benz,i got a fire inside me which was inspired by the guy beside me
i’m laying my sh-t down like b-tter did i stutter motherf-cker ? kids nowadays
all they care about is likes i’ll stomp on their face till i get blood on my brand new
white nikes while i fight dyk-s just tryin to get myself some ackrite you’re a dog that’s all
bark and no bite you ain’t even worth the fight i’ll find you at night and eat you up like a termite
now listen the guy you heard screamin his name was tristan now shut the f-ck up
and help me get rid of this bl–dy piston
went to seven eleven saw this b-tch named keven and sent him
to heaven with my mac 11 as i brought out my piece
had this b-tch on his knees screamin oh god please
so i started to squeeze now i’m runnin from the police screamin f-ck the peace
with blood drippin from my jesus piece said to my self i should face him
so i did i chased him like jason wasted him unloaded my heat while runnin down the
street with a shotgun you ain’t the hot one
i shot one and your mothe just lost one it was the first time i k!lled someone
that night i can recall not getting any sleep yeah this sh-t is deep cause i’m just
trash that belongs in the heap i started to realise i was insane instead of living in pain
i went nuts and started rippin out peoples guts the next day
i raped a nun just for fun and when that sh-t was done
they called me the devils son no i won’t run i’m walkin none of you can put me inside a coffin
and sorry it’s me you won’t be stoppin just your blood i’ll be moppin
when your head’s open
smoking haze just like the good old days thinkin about my wicked ways
my insane brain is smart like mark twain but
runs this sh-t like it’s sadam hussain i sell mary jane cocaine even
the sh-t that runs through your vein i was only five tryin to survive
seein my grandma sniff cocaine made me insane and f-cked in the brain
minds telling me to quit rappin but that won’t happen
i’m a lion almost impossible to tame it’s shame you
called me lame was it because my d-ck was in your dame ?
the next time you say i can’t spit you better make sure
it doesn’t come from a guy who ain’t worth sh-t
you’re her ex boy and she’s just my s-x toy
leavin you for a n-gg- just bcuz his junk is bigga
at one of my shows i heard a guy sayin this sh-t blows
hey slick your girl’s the only one sucking d-ck by the way
i got some of her lipstick on my dipstick
your mom’s the queen of albert town but she’s the one that bows down she’s even got a crown
and it’s shaped like a big black d-ck but it’s not on her head it’s in her mouth instead
by the end of this track you’ll be addicted to smack
i’ll come back dressed in black in my pockets got a mack
along with an ounce of crack with a key of smack sittin in the back of my cadillac
i disrespect b-tches i k!ll snitches and put them in ditches
i was born to hate when i die i won’t see saint peter at any gate god will tell me you’re the f-cker i hate
with the way i sin it’ll just be the devil with a grin saying welcome back
son did you have fun ?i sling rocks on the blocks sh-t here come the cops so i throw away
the rocks right at the docks you in this parking lot feeling hot oh what you
think you a hot shot sit your -ss down before you get shot and left on the spot
to rot i unload my heat stick you up for your cherry bmw m3 and crash that sh-t into a tree
i don’t give a f-ck i got it for freejust
another deadbeat six feet beneath my feet i’m something you can’t beat
my flow is something you can’t blow and your rhymes are trash i’m about
to crash like teddy pendergr-ss your b-tch told you that she’s at home taking a
sh-t yeah she’s in my car with my hand on her t-t i wash my d-ck with holy water since everyday i’m f-ckin
satans daughter can’t get on my level i’m even gettin paid from the devil
this sh-t it getting me bored my rhymes are sicker than cancer now clap your
hands like the -ss cheeks of a pole dancer the number of people i sent to
heaven produces more numbers than 22 divided by 7
i’ll put my d-ck inside my moms wedding ring since i’ll take the blame
for f-cking up her mariage i bet she wishes she had a miscarriage but i’m here
to stay since every sunday your mom waits for my c-m spray since your dad turned
out to be g-y if you’re a rat open your mouth and taste this gat before i beat you down with
a bat you doin this on purpose ? this sh-t’s a race tortoise and i’m a jack rabbit
you a junkie with a bad habit
i got steel off safety cause i refuse to let these b-tches waste me
here come taste me

- brann dimech lyrics

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