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meth ew. - drayké lyrics

[hook]
kernen just sent me a text
he sent me one of your f-cking weapons
i bet you never had s-x
all you favor are godd-mn diaper fetishes
i never knew that i would lose this much respect
to you, matthew, your art is something i inspect
i don’t have pity to young pedophiles like you
looking, touching and kissing little girls, ew
d-mn, how many weapons did you have to make?
to be fair, i bet your f-cking mentality is fake
any of your weapons is something anton won’t take
you’re skinny, nerdy, awkward and bad for f-ck’s sake
to be fair, study in your university and get a job
instead of making sh-tty art and wish for a bl-wj-b
roses are red, your f-cking sh-t is brown
you better shut up and sit the f-ck down

[verse]
me and the others are giving you the middle finger
your godd-mn colonel has a big nose like squidward
how much do you want to do to act like a f-cking cracker?
how many d-mn compliments do you need to feel better?
your face looks like it belongs in a ghetto and abandoned zoo
i’ll might be there too, not in a cage, but laughing at you
if i were a dog and you were a flower
i’d lift my leg up and give you a shower
how many weapons do you still want to send?
will you ever stop acting like a f-cking b-ll-nd?
glad you think anyone gives a f-ck
but sorry, you get no such luck
why? well, it’s because everyone keeps complaining
and you’re here still having fun, fishing for compliments
the only thing that you would always wish doing
is getting someone to defend, stop acting like an excrement
yo, are you still trying to fit in a conversation?
bad grammar, high vocabulary, no comprehension
ha, you’re silly. your facebook followers are alts
the fact that you became worse is not my fault
i would like to go a bit further to finding your flaws
but godd-mn, you like child p-rn, breakin’ the law
you could legitimately could sent to jail for this
actually, nevermind, i already jailed you with my bars
i’m a much happier person since the day you perished
you know entire communities hate you, you feel finished
i would adore to spit more bars, more of that heat
but i already spat on you, put your guns on the fire, yeet
you’re here still copying the code of my main page design
and if you didn’t get any criticism, then i’d wish for you to resign
if i see one more terrible weapon, you’ll surely be threatened
whatever is the godd-mn reason, please respect my crypn

- drayke lyrics

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