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idiots at a comic convention - darby o'trill lyrics

juggaholics b*tch
another certified jugg classic (devereaux)
real jugg sh*t

[verse 1: darby o trill]
you know what set that i’m reppin’
hatchet my choice of a weapon
magic don’t offer protection it gives a blade carving your lower intestines
why you be runnin’ your when you not doing sh*t that you talking about
i said i was down til’ i’m dead in the ground and i won’t switch up for no clout
you getting, i’m causing calamity all those who turning they backs on the family
p*ssy you won’t even handle me
you perpetrating your insanity
i put you in a box like a funko pop, the ops like to talk but it’s f*ck those frauds
i got the call from strife he said “the carnival provides” then i seen a tweet say “in an enemy has died”
know when it comes time that we eventually collide it will be you who’s soul is sent into the echo side
665 little b*tch you know the vibe pull up in the whip 6 thuggalos inside
hear the wicked sh*t bumping and you gon’ run and hide
we start stomping on your head leave footprints on your mind
wraith on my neck protect me from the disrespect
your b*tch front row at all our shows her neden drippin’ wet
this sh*t goes way beyond the charm that’s hanging off your neck
for you fraudulating pendejos there is nothing left
[chorus: darby o trill]
down forever, i’m forever down
down forever, i’m forever down
with a swing swing chop, chop
swing swing, chop chop, swing swing chop chop
(take me away, take me away)

[verse 2: sh*ggy the air head]
swing swing chop chop b*tch you need to stop stop
red light (skrrrt) hanging out the sunroof, pop pop
reaper gang b*tch and i don’t need a thing b*tch
my influence on you losers gonna leave you brainless
passed out on the pavement (swerve!)
down forever understatement
i don’t condone that f*cking lame sh*t (nope!)
yeah my style getting raided
you can have that, like a dressing room stay changing
motherf*cker clout, f*ck ya mother in her mouth
boy i been bout it bout it resume speaks for itself
i was born in h*ll, got my h*rns cut they started showing out
yo what’s up with all that candle blowing out
let a ninja shine was a diamond in the rough see that look in my eyes
i despise these guys tryna get up in my ride (p*ssy!)
homies down til’ they die watch your f*cking step
now you walking on ice
now you playing with your life
darby with the .45 shoot em’ in his f*cking nuts
ski mask off that’s when they realize they f*cked up
lazy and crazy on your hoodie then you know what’s up
later on tonight you b*tch i’m tearing up her f*cking guts
juffalo tears put a smile on my face
i don’t count up all the years i live this life day to day
stay in your place, you disgrace
f*ck you talkin’ bout a race
boy i’m outer sp*ce sleeping in the moons crates
[chorus]
down forever, i’m forever down
down forever, i’m forever down
with a swing swing chop, chop
swing swing, chop chop, swing swing chop chop
(take me away, take me away)

- darby otrill lyrics

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