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mr it - bullseye lyrics

[verse 1]
the name’s bob base and i’m back on the mic and i’m a f-cking f-ggot, a right mess!
p-ss me a light ’cause i wanna get high and i wanna hogtie your mom and have s-x in a tent!
but the only time i’ll ever get wet is when i’m upset
sweat streaming down my head while i’m getting yelled at by jane steven avery
all up in my -ss and now i’m getting even angrier!
that’s why i turn to my all-time favourite student, mandy
’cause surely it’s a matter of fact that she’ll have had a stab at every single thing to be done
and what is done is orthographical projection number one!
ticking all the boxes, man she does it for fun!
and don’t even get me started on cian mcloughlin!
¿cuantás calorías en este bolígrafo? no sé pero vamos a ir a mi habitación!
man i can’t spit a doper line to completely roast the
hoe that everybody knows as our very own
so you ain’t goin’ around letting base know all about the beef
and that i’m ’bout to beat him with a metal meter stick!
give him a kick up in his sad excuse for a d-ck!
man i’mma f-ck his grandmother up her f-cking black b-tthole!
spit like a b-tch, commit murder in front of her (oooh)
now i dare ya to raise ya hands up in the air to
declare to the teacher that he a freakin’ pedophile
and a child beater, heck your b-lls ain’t even dropped either
you acting like a black creature yelling to f-cking free the slaves!
and how can women and men just f-cking be the same!
so all the men who ain’t b-tches play the p-n-s game (p-n-s, p-n-s, p-n-s, p-n-s!)
jesus, what kind of a f-cking freak show is this?
base is the star ’cause his face is bizzare
he’s the kinda guy to go the whole day with both his laces un-f-cking-done
’cause he’s too f-cking dumb to notice!
’til he trips and splits his head wide open!
almost as f-cked up as he was when he b-ttf-cked his stepson
with both eyes closed to make it more romantical
then he gobbled him up whole, that makes him a cannibal!
now back to the original flow
let’s be like snoop on this b-tch! with a 1- 2- 3- and to the 4!
you gotta be down with it until your -ss hit the floor!
i drop the bong and then make a joke about how you married a wh0r-! now gimme some more

[chorus 1] x2
oh mr it (oh bobby base, bobby base)
you mystify me! (oh bobby base, you are g-y)
you’re twisted slightly! (oh bobby base, bobby base)
i got my pistol ready! (i’m about to blow the face off of bobby base)

[bridge]
uh, strength and conditioning, yuh!
solidworks, yuh!
technical graphics
dcg, design and communication graphics, yuh!
all eyes on me, yuh!
monitors off, yuh!
’cause i know what i’m doing and i’m the best around and i know everything about every single thing and you’re just a f-cking b-tch

[chorus 2] x2
oh mr it (oh bobby base, bobby base)
you mystify me! (oh bobby base, you are g-y)
you’re twisted slightly! (oh bobby base, bobby base)
and imma be considered highly as the lad who blew the cr-p outta the fank w-nker bobby base!

- bullseye lyrics

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