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bad advice - m.m.m.f.d. lyrics

[verse 1: scum]
music and peace are influential but if you are a f*cking d*ck just like me who does the rap thing and who’s drained the thought of sick
then you steadily take advantage of your listeners’ self esteem
be alone and so you go and make em show you how extreme they can get
well then they’re told they should go and hurt each other
you can bet i’m gonna be laughing while they k!lling one another
f*ck they mother and they father they be crying cause their son playing this song a dozen times
i blew his brains out with his gun now he’s gone
start or stop but i don’t really give a f*ck
hope they both go throw themselves in front of a moving subway truck
then her skull can take the bus and hangs herself with a f*cking belt leaving behind a tearful letter telling the world just how she fell
hope they blame it on my music with the letter here’s the press
assuming if why she gets bendable from stores i wouldn’t stress
i get paid off the promotion cause i know that many more cause the reader hear about it we get hooked on horrorcore

[chorus: scum]
i’m in the hope there’s some monsters the rest of this track
pulls the trigger while stuffing they mouth with they neck
hope they drown in a bathtub or jump off a bridge or get naked and then lock themselves in the fridge
or get cold in a bleacher get hit by a car crash themselves in some petrol and bite a cigar
and they’ll vote they don’t have to the show would be nice putting ourselves through the roof if they take this advice

[verse 2: insane poetry]
take my advice commit suicide for a psycho
.45 to your eye you will die for a psycho
feel how i feel then you will cop a rifle
and i know you might go k!ll a cop for a psycho
this is for those sick f*cks mixed up deranged and cold hearted
sticking butcher knives through your carcass
with your wrists cut you’ll learn to pay cause it’s self*inflicted now inhale the sickness
my music is the gateway drug you are addicted to
manipulation of the mind you are living proof it’s my lyrics that are tripping you
put you on a mission to copycat murders of richard ramirez who
tasting my lethal evil nectar of forbidden fruits
stabbing your abdomen with a knife and trying to stick it through
this is the youth i inviting inside my covenant
with a pipe get bludgeoned quick my advice is they loving it
[chorus: scum & q strange]
i’m in the hope there’s some monsters the rest of this track
pulls the trigger while stuffing they mouth with they neck
hope they drown in a bathtub or jump off a bridge or get naked and then lock themselves in the fridge
or get cold in a bleacher get hit by a car crash themselves in some petrol and bite a cigar
and they’ll vote they don’t have to the show would be nice putting ourselves through (uh!) the roof (uh!) if they take(uh!) this advice(uh!)

[verse 3: q strange]
straight from the slums in the 401
it’s the 40 drinking bum with the sawed off pump
q cyco with scum
we gonna make your brain numb
we gonna make it rain blood
we gonna f*cking rape nuts
we gonna f*cking take drugs
we gonna find your fake dogs and pop off some slugs
we got guns by the tons when i pop the trunk hit the deck
cause if you disrespect ima get the check
i got a crew in every city and they shaking their head
and when we come and y’all is running cause you chickens are scared
a demented posse of wretched zombies tear anything apart with a f*cking heartbeat
ripping out your chest in ceremonial rituals and always in that order
except that homie who sh*t on you
you don’t understand that this man is a monster just out to harm you we running up on you

- m m m f d lyrics

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