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jackass! - kidd.cynical lyrics

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[intro]
warning
the sh*t in this movie is performed by professionals, n*gga
so for the safety of yo homies and everybody around you
(what the f*ck is up, n*gga?)
don’t do this sh*t at home
f*ck is you talkin bout?
i just stabbed an orphan in the f*ckin eyeball, n*gga
(d*mn, n*gga)
back in the day, my mamanem used to have a subscription to jet magazine
(sh*t, joey!)
(what the f*ck is up, denny’s?)
i be fist fighting children with my full adult strength and sh*t, n*gga
cuz f*ck them kids
i don’t like children
h*ll you talm bout
[hook]
creep in the spot, reach in my pocket
(frah!)
i turn a cop to a hashtag
want the fetti, so i gotta stack that
put the president’s head in a trash bag
b*tch i move diabolical
this is thе chronicle
you n*ggas comical
flow putting all these lil n*ggas to tеst, no math class
johnny knoxville, she think imma jackass

[verse]
semi*automatic got him coughing up stomach acid
attacking with the f*cking blade, take a n*gga face off
put him in the sky, make a n*gga take liftoff
umm, chopper make a n*gga do the waltz like christoph
n*gga talk sh*t, get picked off
cum in her mouth, she spit it out like slipknot
imma turn the switch off
i’m a different n*gga when i’m p*ssed off
why you cappin for the internet? you know you gotta stop it
n*gga lame, steady claimin that he gang bangin and he keep a pocket rocket
see the bodies droppin cuz my
bl**dy blade, bl**dy knuckle
she eat my d*ck like it’s honeysuckle
get more paper than a study circle
richard thompson with the money shuffle
out to murder all you yuppie couples
catch a blade to the belly, i’m tummy tuckin
get f*cked
and these n*ggas so mediocre
pearls on my vivienne westwood choker
halloween mask when i mob in october
hole in his dome, now that boy need a doner
his brain on my chucks, and you smelling the odor
blood on my t**th make me look like the joker
[hook]
creep in the spot, reach in my pocket
(frah!)
i turn a cop to a hashtag
want the fetti, so i gotta stack that
put the president’s head in a trash bag
b*tch i move diabolical
this is the chronicle
you n*ggas comical
flow putting all these lil n*ggas to test, no math class
johnny knoxville, she think imma jackass
creep in the spot, reach in my pocket
i turn a cop to a hashtag
want the fetti, so i gotta stack that
put the president’s head in a trash bag
b*tch i move diabolical
this is the chronicle
you n*ggas comical
flow putting all these lil n*ggas to test, no math class
johnny knoxville, she think imma jackass

[outro]
shorty just said i’m a jackass
sh*t
yuh
oh sh*t

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