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lording (domo 23 cover) - no face lyrics

[verse 1: noface]
redneck swag your sh-t’s all muddy
always c-m hard, my d-ck’s never puddy
yes i’ll be your buddy
nope, that’s a f-cking joke
claw choke your throat then leave your eyes bl–dy
k!lling for attention
create something my mom might mention
then again it might just fuel the tension
more offensive than a box of crackers yelling out “injun!”
thiiiiis
sh-t’s for underground kitchens where they carve up bishes
and i’m the death genie to grant your wishes
motherf-ck your money i do it for “my donut” and
i supercharge the game, just call a n-gga gambit

[hook]
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!

[verse 2: noface]
this is just the start
since i do it from heart
i’m funkier than greens fueled slimer fart
odd taste in my mouth but that was just the tart
some bish with s-x eyes that i picked from the mart
just another line that i throw up on the chart
even told her to “eat my shorts!” like my name was bart
{i need to grow up; still cartooning}
now while you’re judging judy
the keys to the game belong to this newbie
crushing boxes is my duty
outcast like i’m covered in cooties
still cool enough to get a couple of groupies
free for me, they never get my rupees
brain rig nig, sparking weird, left hand cig
up in the clouds, where twerking mylie finds me

no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!

you n-ggas trippin’ because i am just mult-tasking and
taking with ape aggression, man, f-ck that permission asking
no more demon sauce to fuel salts
proved unnecessary to be the top
reverse process, now i f-ck wounds like i’m my p-rn name is david crossed
noface sorting real hate mail piles with the help of bill’s katana
i do this for the honor of clean separation at the now damp, blood soaked colla’
swift k!ll, choke on that holla
hate breakfast for future balla, lines made him the calla’
stilts of stacks help him f-ck all and stand up talla’

no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!
no f-x! brain rig!

- no face lyrics

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