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you're not supposed to like me - capdude lyrics

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[intro]
you’re not supposed to like me
just supposed to bite me
because i might be the worst guy that you’ve ever heard
i might be the demon you hide
or the diamond in the dirt
not your third
feeling hurt
you listen to it you f*cking t*rd
word
k!ll 2 stones with one bird
[chorus 1]
you’re not supposed to like me
but you don’t wanna fight me
hate me and you might be
a white teen with knife sheets
get beat

[verse 1]
f*cking b*tch ass piece of sh*t
tell me not to rap again l stab you with a pen in the hеad until you’re dead again
like a ghost with no hoеs no b*tches
no d*cks either
no sh*t
you’re an incel but not g*y
in a f*ckin sorrow pit 20 feet deep
you like being single
take pills all day
pay bills aw yay
but i spent all my money on me
not meth drugs or lean
just glasses so i can see
and a chain that goes bling bling
so when im seen
they make fun of me
but im insane so i plan how i’m gonna cut off their feet like john wayne gacy
i’m crazy
my songs got more
more rapists and racists
then f*cking popes places
you’re sensitive
can’t handle murder cases
my d*ck alone could raise the average
i’m a f*ckin mavrik
trans offended by that sh*t
their d*ck stays rect like a meter stick
they outta order
a parking ticket
this b*tch forgot what s*x organs are for and sh*t
not you’re average guy i made song about it but then i scr*pped it
recorded it i think but it was disorderly
and sh*t
beat was a disability
lyrics were just sh*tty
worse then run away
down the street and suffer
well come back pull up on me
we scr*pping
f*cka
by rapping but dissed you so hard you started capping stopped backing and start
backing up like holy f*ck
go f*ck yourself go straight to h*ll and don’t come back or make me write a track
i know i ain’t the toughest out there but i will f*cking fight back
push you on the floor no mattress
guess i grew up the fastest
it’s just practice
for busting a cap in your asses
gonna make the forensic assess
to the point they get sick as sh*t
like the dahmer team outside of the acting
studio
when they found tonys
whole f*ckin skull bashed in
and thrown in a trash bin
this man’s sick
and his dead bodys rancid
[chorus 2]
you’re not supposed to like me
just supposed to bite me
because i might be
the worst rapper in the whole game

so you’re not supposed to like me
just supposed to bite me
but really i should have more fame

[bridge]
here’s for something for you to assess
is looking up how to get a bullet out of a casket cause i came back shot the dead guy just cause he asked it smeared guts all over the insides of his long blackend long basket casket

[verse 2]
so what’s on the lost list of sh*t i did
i made a lit album that’s not for kids
infact i made it my goal to make it so f*cked up
so you can’t resist but insist i’m a k!ller on a hit list
you f*ck with me i punch a b*tch
if you hate it when i say i k!ll kids just remember i say dumb sh*t when i’m p*ssed
but then i k!ll kids and i calm right down and seeth through the mother f*ckin mist
i see through the list
of lyrical hits
write about how p*ssed i might be
i consider a fight scene
for the reason you’re not supposed to like me
you should all just f*ckin despise me
and try to justify why you’re lying
behind a mask f*cking crying
you genuinely think my music isn’t worth buying cause i failed three times and i’m still trying
made some bangers on the way but if it ain’t perfect i’m flying to the middle of nowhere
bury my rhymes like a mother f*ckin diamond
that i originally was buying for a girl
that i liked
that turned out to be lying behind me
and secretly crying
what a perfect timing
to stop liking my rhymes and biting me
so f*ck all you b*tches who
disliked or doubted me
cause it’s time
unhook my last hitch
write my hook for my last b*tch
all it takes is practice to become
the f*cking masses
so get off your mattress
and come with me
help me back this
when i tell you lazy f*cks
to get off you’re asses
if you get on the axis
we won’t stop until the best
is recognized and seen through the eyes
of the most backhand community and all its glasses
so raise your hands to mother f*cking capdude
i’m back b*tch
i won’t stop until i drop dead
like a hat trick
i started off sick now i’m sure
despise me will get to the top of the rap list
you dumb as a dumbass you should fast cause you the biggest d*mn b*tch in the whole class when you raise your glass
lower and put it down and place it back
[outro]
maybe you’re supposed to like me
not supposed to bite me
cause i’m still ripening
a rapper learning the right beats
and the right heat to line up with the right fleet and the right sheet to make white lines and white lies you might see on sesame street or the school news of the week

f*cks sake just treat me like a human being i feel beat
just kidding
noone cares what you think

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