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the king and his ponds - cersia lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
ima do this in one take for you
yeah
brrr, brrr
that’s what you
that’s what you f*cking sound like, dude
thinking you a f*cking driller
yeah, look
ugh, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
listen, goosey brother
i promise that i f*cked with you once, unlike the others
a bullied young man whose gon’ make it out as a spitter
when your crew finished suckin’ you off, they do that better
how the f*ck you got an ego so big with that delivery?
you rap like you asleep, but the lyrics claim that they drilling me
you cap like you asleep, but i guess you been sipping codeine
or whatever, what a f*cking revelation that instills in me!
try to mention me getting caught in the woods
and f*cking my girl, this demonstrates who be the rookie
i ain’t have to pop no caps, i’ll say it straight
f*ck the olive oil, boy, i be really whooping the p*ssy
boy i swear that i’m a dog, you gon’ have to tear the roof off
to keep it 1*1, you could have that but you too soft
you remind me of that pillow that you screwed off
probably taped a picture of nayvadius then goo’d off
you got a dangerous obsession with the wrong future
it’s not just me, this whole tec is out to shoot ya
got the justice league out and d*gg*ng on lex luther
the problem is obvious, can’t take or tell truths, bruh
like why the f*ck you wanna be white so bad?
you think they better than you, b*tch? i say that’s quite so sad
have a normal teen crisis, like fightin’ yo dad
instead of lying on the internet to write yo cred
you ain’t writing no cred, bruh, the f*ck
can we talk about how f*cking hilarious it is
that we got a sean ignite beat
on the baby goosey diss record?
he don’t like your ass either
so it only makes sense, you know what i mean?
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 2]
he wanna talk about an olive oil bottle
boy, i oughta boil all the f*cking embarrassing claims
while this all up oiled throttle flow is caught playing his ass
what he gon’ do, call me an op hating and rap?
no attention on him, only got bots playing his trash
he don’t got heart, he do it for numbers, f*cking up lists
i’m a rap k!ller, he just a number up on my list
f*cking bounty 30k, he might know something ‘bout this
yeah, you might know something ‘bout this, huh
two percent chinese up in the blood man
know your f*cking place ‘fore you end up getting another ban
you say that sh*t around your momma, man? i didn’t think so
i’m the king who watch over his f*cking ponds
he the goose without no wings, throw bread to the son of man
or is it ducks that do that sh*t? don’t know and i don’t give a f*ck
either way it’s clear you ain’t no f*cking man
you know the reason he go by the name of sean ignite
is he don’t need a rapper to light the fire up under you
i don’t even leave the house either, boy, the sh*t is on site
make sure you know what the beef is coming to
i really mean it man, i used to f*ck with you
jointz and i resided defensive, but now it’s f*cking through
i know that you reside on the fence, but now i’m gunning through
the duck hunt sequel is here to wrap it, don’t duck the truth
motherf*cker
god d*mn, f*ck
my throat hurts and sh*t

- cersia lyrics

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