birthday rap - dissonant thots lyrics
[verse 1: jake sweeney]
hold a glock to her p-ssy, a wussy no longer
this feeling will not subside, it only grows stronger
screaming it’s coming, what the f-ck is going on?
it all makes sense now, where did i go wrong?
the placenta falls out with a spray of afterbirth
i lose focus, i lose my mind, i lose my obtained girth
sweating bullets as i come to my senses and see what has become
the gun is gone, the girth is faded, the minorities have won
a baby, new to the world, but somehow already tainted
is this what it feels like, to have finally procreated?
a feeling of familiarity but it doesn’t make sense, it cannot be
that smiling baby has the glock, pointed directly at me
(laughing baby sound effect)
(gunshot)
brain blast like jimmy neutron but is this how it ends?
i can think and can feel, but i cannot comprehend
all i can think of is missing my beautiful bae
hope she will remember me, happy birthday…
(dj: d-mn son where’d you find this?)
[verse 2: diego johnson]
rain drop. drop top
porkin a thot to some kidz bop
wearing flips flops. and a crop top
when i pop gonna feed her my slop. (pig sound effects)
i might sign to virgin for 69k
leave jake behind. he’s a virgin and rhymes g-y
that dumb cuck thinks he can f-ck with my rhyme scheme
that’s fake news free my boy harvey weinstein
(dj: this is a dj d-ck daddy exclusive.)
eating beef hot shots at the harem, smackin thots on their bare b-tt
me and my homie looking trill like when a monkey gets a hair cut
derrière in the air. fidget spinner on her b-tt plug
#-sseatingseason pop the cork, pour some rosé then i b-tt chug
hoes say my d-ck looks like a pug but it’s more like a porg
poppin holes in my condoms so it looks like a cyborg
all these dank memes make the nappy hoes thirstay
on the 19th i hope you have a happy birthday!
[verse 3: dueling dragons verse]
(diego johnson)
back in my bedroom watching shrek sipping ballantine
if i die tonight i’ll come back as corby valentine
(little bill)
beating off to little bear praying that it’s a girl
does it make me g-y? no! i was seven years old, churl. (gunshot)
(corby valentine)
dissonant thots just like v-g-n-s and onions we have layers
no tears my, vision is 2020 that’s when we’ll drop thots & prayers
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