fuck my past - jonas nashar lyrics
yeah…
that’s my life you know what i’m sayin’?
it’s abou’ my f*ckin’ past…
it’s abou’ all the fake*ass people…
i feel like, i want to punch the whole world in the f*ckin’ face right now!!!
i drop the top i smoke pot
on the block y’o b*tch on my c*ck
shootin’ up the block with my glock
i can not f*ckin’ stop, and i can’t f*ckin’ knock
these other n*ggas they can’t top
my lines are so hot like b*tches in tube tops
grab my tube socks i do rock
the mic tonight, feels so f*ckin’ right
you can’t fight my might
but it’s winter so i miss the sunlight
it’s too chilly gettin’ fifties
f*ckin’ kitties suckin’ titties
get a quicky from a silly b*tch named, “candy”
but this windy city sorta sh*tty
trippy music modern hippies
i’m good at chemistry
so you better hide your
motherf*ckers little p*ssies
(yeah, you better hide
your motherf*ckers little p*ssies)
your style is generic mine’s authentic made
i’ll roll like a renegade unique we negate
my techniques bizarre vanilla ice carving
like it’s a dare to l!ck some f*ckin’ p*ssies
k!ll you were a storm until i served you
like a bar and grill tt*the cookin’ grill
yeah, that’s all it took to k!ll you
yeah, that’s all it took to k!ll you
prepare for the flip, better stick your hand in your nose i might drown you with filth
or prefer to be served and severed with some f*ckin’ claws
share‘em with my new friends
and f*ck all y’all motherf*ckers
get out of my house party you f*ckin’ haters
laughter beats, murder lines, and i’ll k!ll you every single time
you f*ckers can’t hang when i come through with dope rhymes
i’m on heroin, adderall, speed, and dank weed
and i snort cocaine until my motherf*cka’ nose bleeds
i got more money than a f*ckin’ b*tch needs
and just lookin’ at a b*tch’ll make‘em drop to their motherf*cka’ knees
yeah, stop all that bullsh*t and confront me
yeah, f*ck zn, ms, mm and jm!
your style is generic mine’s authentic made
i’ll roll like a renegade unique we negate
my techniques bizarre vanilla ice carving
like it’s a dare to l!ck some f*ckin’ p*ssies
k!ll you were a storm until i served you
like a bar and grill tt*the cookin’ grill
yeah that’s all it took to k!ll you
yeah that’s all it took to k!ll you
prepare for the flip, better stick your hand in your nose i might drown you with filth
or prefer to be served and severed with some f*ckin’ claws
pop pills to wake up
pop pills to stay asleep
pop pills to dull the mind
make the people sheep
wakeup motherf*ckers it’s time to let loose
the rg today, ain’t like the bull moose!
the party got sabotaged when you turned on me
hidin’ behind their motherf*cka’ phone screens like some motherf*cka’ f*ckin’ b*tches, they can’t confront me cause they’re nothin’ but p*ssies
ziad gettin’ paid to l!ck some f*ckin’ p*ssies
his parents won’t say a d*mn thing
cause that’s what they’ve been doin’ for a living
yeah, f*ck pauline, saïdé and saad!
your style is generic mine’s authentic made
i’ll roll like a renegade unique we negate
my techniques bizarre vanilla ice carving
like it’s dare to l!ck some f*ckin’ p*ssies
k!ll you were a storm until i served you
like a bar and grill tt*the cookin’ grill
yeah, that’s all it took to k!ll you!
so please, make like a plane and take the next trip away, far away from here, i don’t need to here your sh*t anymore, b*tch!
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