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fuck this and fuck that - funky town klick lyrics

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[hook: kyng and ghost]
hey! yo!
f-ck this and f-ck that
you bust, b-tch we bust back
(gun shots)
f-ck this and f-ck that
you bust, b-tch we bust back
(gun shots)
toe tag them
body bag them
drag them to the morgue
toe tag them
body bag them
drag them to their boys

[verse 1: kyng whun]
you’re sleeping, i’m creeping, i’m kicking your door; off it’s mother f-cking hinge/
you ran your lips so i’m making for sure; you’ll never do that sh-t again/
chopping off your head; dead; bodies don’t talk/
send the corpse; to the morgue; leave the “dome” outlined in chalk/
i’m “a madman”/”lunatic; murderer” not “new to this”/
crime scene; squeaky clean; “they” can’t find who’s doing “it”/
i’m “the guy behind the mask”, riding low as i drive past/
i got you “noid” looking out of your window asking “who is that?!”/
i don’t give a f-ck if “they” see me or “they” don’t/
i’m a mother f-cking gangster so i’m doing what i want/
if i want to shoot your stomach; just to show you how i run-it/
just to show you how it feels, then i’ll do it, because i’ve done-it/
i’m crazy; a psy-cho; maybe; i like-“yo”/
face better than mine, so i’ll wear it over my-skull/
the bloodier the better, bodies stacking and i’m loving-that/
you got a gun, i got a gun, so bust b-tch i’m busting-back!/

[hook:]

[verse 2: ghost]
hey, yo!, f-ck-this; and f-ck-that; you bust-b-tch, i’ll bust-back!/
nine millimetah; heatah; ready to greet-chuh; when i need a sack/
i tag him ; then bag him; then f-cking drag him; to the morgue(yyeeeaahh!)/
or, better yet, i think i’ll drag him to his boys/
and leave him there, twitching, at the front of their house/
my bullets infested his head because that’s “what the f-ck i’m about”/
there is no doubt; the crowd; so loud; 205’s going off/
and, when i bust it back these b-tches can’t deny what i brought/
i bring the goods and the flash and they know that they want it/
i’m “wicked walking” down your block and looking just like i’m “jonesin”/
i said i’m peeping and i’m creeping looking for an easy tar-get/
i’m looking for a “mark” just so i can f-cking start-sh-t/
b-tch!, i’m the hard-est; that you’ll ever know/
i am “j.g.”, “the kick steppin’; weapon; toting ghost”/
you busting this; i’m busting that; you bust at me, i’m busting back!/
i toe tagged him; body bagged him; b-tch!! then it’s f-ck that!/

[skit: kyng whun & j-ghost]
(crickets chirping and sounds of very little traffic off in the distance, indicating that it’s “night” and somewhere away from “population”, perhaps in on an old “access road” in a rural area, it’s apparent the conversation is in “mid-stride”)

[kyng:]aight, come on dog, we gotta get rid of this f-cking body man! open up muh f-ckin bag, dog!
[ghost:] aight! here!
[kyng:] aight.. grab his -ss, man!!
[ghost:] sh-t! (sounds of police sirens approaching from a distance) f-ck!
[kyng:] hurry up!! we gotta f-ckin do this sh-t!
[ghost:] he’s f-ckin heavy, man!
[kyng:] just close his -ss up! (the sound of a zipper can be heard, indicating “closing a body bag”, shuffling can be heard as the body is put in the trunk)
[ghost:](sounds of sirens are steadily growing louder) f-ck!
[kyng:] aight, aight! we ready n-gga! let’s get the f-ck outta here!
[ghost:] police are coming!
[kyng:] f-ck that!!
(sounds of a car trunk slamming shut, driver side door, along with p-ssenger door, open and quickly slam shut. engine cranks and the tires “squeal”, indicating that they drove off in a hurry, just in time to avoid the approaching police car, who’s siren can be easily heard as it gets to the scene)

[hook:]

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