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bad influence - mastamiind lyrics

[intro]
ayo, this is for you people
who think i need to clean my raps
think kids can’t listen to me, cause of the sh-t i say
man, f-ck all ya’ll, this is for by the way
(clear throats)

[verse 1]
you wanna know type of music i make
b-tch, i make horror core, and i carry swords
to terrify, the dude on the f-cking mixing boards
i don’t even know who the f-ck i am anymore
but flaming f-ggots, won’t let the hydrant wash em
and they coming at me, cause i’m young and black
and have a p-ssive aggressive back pattern
sh-t, i might as well say sh-t that a f-cking offend you
and i get it, it’s not the 90’s
but how the f-ck can the word, “f-ggot” upend you?
that includes “queers” “bears” “d-ck lovers” and “dyk-s”
i don’t care, they can pull up at my drive way
with torches, and picket signs, and riot and fight
and f-ck the advice, i’m fee fi fo, fife and you 9 lives
‘for ya having ya eyes, teared out with a b-tter knife
it’s like i’ll never watch my d-mn mouth
you can be like a f-cking white parent, and stuff
soap down my throat, but it won’t count
like the jar had too much in it, wow
i can’t believe rappers are gonna be family friendly now
with the sh-t i do, i might as well quit
and do k pop music in chinatown
like grow some f-cking b-lls, america
i’ll keep referencing -ssaults, till everyone stop adding
p-ssy salt, to carry it, i’ll keep taking prescription drugs
f-cking and hitting hoes, keep my middle finger up
til i die, from a bi thug (he he)
don’t blame me when i get famous, act heinous
cause i like making fun of people who like d-ck in they -n-s (ugh)

[bridge]
i’m a bad influence [x4]
you can tear me down
the sh-t i say might be foul
but that’s my style [x2]

[verse 2]
wonder why i talk about vulgar things, when i’m up to here
b-tch, i learned to swear, from watching “family guy”
at the age of 8, and my first words was “what the h-ll”
and “godd-mn” it was pandering experience
matter of fact it was hilarious
but my mom got so mad at me, she hit me
i said “i don’t know what it means
but it seems, cool and cheeky” (ha ha)
so if ya think i didn’t get picked on
beat up, and almost stabbed in the fourth grade
well motherf-cker your dead wrong
the way i grew up, to be a k!ller like this
think i’m making some sh-t up, suck my d-ck
i changed schools, cause if someone with f-cked with me
i’d knock em the f-ck out, got known for rapping
and now the whole place know my name now
sh-t, i hope kids wanna just like me
flipping reading teachers the bird
get suspended and do the same thing the 3rd week
i’m a pr-ck, and i know that now
say all you want, but i’m glad i’m hated
cause i love that crowd, get bigger by the name
and get a little bit of fame, and when
i’ve got attention by the game, i’m a do some outlandish things
grow up, and ask why my life is the way it is
damage with no pen, just a f-cked mind inside the skull
of a light skinned 15 year old kid, jump in a abyss
use a dish dish, and a flashlight to find where half
of these f-cking rappers lives is
choke a motherf-cker, stab a hatchet in his kneecap
pull it out, put a cloth of vinegar in his mouth
while he’s pouting, carry, then mount him
on a rednecks couch, and wait for the wife get a lingerie on her
and yell “the mountains”, ready for shouting! (aahh)
so whoever wanna say i’m a f-cking bad person
yeah, tell that to your son, stealing credit cards outta purses, gone

(outro)
i’m the best to ever do it, i am [x2]
i am [x2] b-tch!

- mastamiind lyrics

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