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fuck woodpeckers - sam brass knuckles lyrics

[verse 1]
what the heck?
woodp-ck-rs are trying to peck my brains out
ow my neck
wait a sec
is this cause i hurt those birds?
they deserve what they get, so get your p-ck-r back
or get a double-decker to the head from my fist
i’m getting p-ssed
i should warn you, i missed my anger management cl-ss
and i finished the last of my crazy pills
you’re gonna wish i took one this morning
but i didn’t so you risk getting f-cked up by crazy
yeah that’s crazy, from mad meets crazy
you looking scared now
maybe you’ve heard of me
people say he’s so insane he shot a lady for holding a crying baby
don’t think i won’t cut your wings off
just cause you got me outnumbered
ping pong, what i play when i rip your beaks off
ding dong, that sound ring a bell?
the screech the birds made when i sent them to h-ll
and i sing songs full of words, dissing birds
cause they sh-t turds
then they get hurt when i curse
i go berserk on these jerks
f-ck peter griffin, he said the bird is the word
as soon as i heard, i jumped into the tv and murdered for sure
i saw the woodp-ck-r from angry birds on a little kid’s shirt
i shoved him into the dirt, set his shirt on fire
watch the bird burn
my anger takes a turn for the worse
it doesn’t even take 5 minutes to write the next verse

[hook]
i f-cking hate you, you godd-mn woodp-ck-r
drop dead
i will shoot you in your godd-mn head
i will murder you, you godd-mn woodp-ck-r
f-ck you
i don’t care who gets in my way, you will die

[verse 2]
what kind of bird is so stupid he bangs his head into wood?
i shot the rooster in the head so that i could sleep good
but now i hear you on the side of my house
pecking away like it’s food
i’d smash your beak through my tree if i could
you keep flying away, i got my glock now from my hood
spare your life? i could
shoot you dead? i should
would he? he would
woody was better as a cowboy than a bird
reach for the sky
raise your wings high
this ain’t toy story this is real life:
and this gun will end yours
it’ll make you die

[verse 3]
this album was a lot of fun to create
it’s been years since i’ve been in the rap game
thanks for listening this far, remember my name
one day you’ll see me on tv when i get my fame
until then wait for my mad n’ crazy at a later date
that’s the next album me and ar are gonna create
in 2012, i hope it won’t be late
but for now these woodp-ck-rs can be the source of my hate!

[hook]
i f-cking hate you, you godd-mn woodp-ck-r
drop dead
i will shoot you in your godd-mn head
i will murder you, you godd-mn woodp-ck-r
f-ck you
i don’t care who gets in my way, you will die

- sam brass knuckles lyrics

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