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[Fried (Getter Remix)]

I live in a constant of fear and misery
Do you miss me
And I even notice
it hurts anymore

I live in a state of fear and misery
Do you miss me
And I don't even
it hurts anymore



...

I I'm morbid at times
That's how I to be
They call my a mammoth
salty you got a micro-d
Classic joke
with appropriate timing
Because if I ain't got a penis
I dining
No homo, but I'm getting faded
And my is like my vids
Low budget and
Kids, the only way to
Is to away at the soul

[Are You (Axel Boy Remix)]

up out my face, yuh!
Stop on my dick!
Gotta get the
And I get it quick
I don't got
For another bitch
"Oh my lord!"

Are you fucking
Y'all are, y'all are fucking
are, y'all are fucking trash
Y'all are, y'all are trash, uh
I just fucked bitch, yuh!
So gonna do?
the fuck outta my business
Stay from the loot
I fucked your bitch, yuh!
So gonna do?
the fuck outta my business
Stay from the loot

Stay the fuck outta my
away from the loot

Stay the outta my business
away from the loot

up out my face, yuh!
Stop on my dick!
Gotta get the
And I gotta get it
I don't got
For another bitch
"Oh my lord!"

Are you fucking
Y'all are, y'all are trash
Y'all are, are fucking trash
Y'all are, y'all are trash, uh
I just fucked bitch, yuh!
So gonna do?
the fuck outta my business
Stay away the loot
I just fucked bitch, yuh!
So watcha do?
Stay the fuck my business
Stay away from the

Stay the outta my business
Stay away from the

Stay the fuck outta my
Stay from the loot

Stay from the
Stay away the
Stay from the
Stay from the

[STFU (Tasty Remix)]

the fuck up
You're a fucking
Shut the up
You're a stupid cunt, suck my
Shut the up
Stop being a cunt
the fuck up
Nobody even you here

Shit the up

You're a fucking shit, you don't even run shit
Get the fuck up out of my face and go to hell and eat a
and catch these hands, boy
Come and these bands, boy
I'm not crazy, I just do it all I can, boy
I hope you have some beautiful children die from cancer
I hope you Zika when your wife gets pregnant
I hope you win the lottery and die the day
And your daughter has to see you getting lowered in grave

Like, uh, ooh.. was a little dark
I'm
was a little dark
Very taste
I shouldn't said that

(Borgore Remix)]

One bad
In a full of dough
Three bad bitches with their on the stove
Making home with a hand full of stoges
I'm all the dumplings
I'm all the dumplings

I'm all the dumplings

want to act funny
Trying to be a man your nose is all runny
Go to Pre-K, put your bag in your
Motherfucking gimmick your man Jeff Dunnie
But who am I to Making preteens laugh for the money
Act dumb, slicker honey, whoops!
Rapping in the kitchen but got no spoon
But I on the bitches, bitches
want to act funny

One bad
In a kitchen of dough
Three bad bitches with their hands on the
Making home movies with a hand full of
I'm cooking all the
I'm cooking all the