[Intro]
The industrial revolution has been a disaster for the human race
[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
Uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Had to cut that bitch off, she thought she was special
It's a .45, not a .38 Special
Dropped out, told the teacher "Suck my dick"
Fuck everybody who ain't feelin' this shit
Dropped out, told the professor "Fuck you"
Who is you? I don't know you, fuck you
Wake up feelin' like Chris Brown, say "Fuck everybody"
Fuck you, you ain't cool, I'll rob anybody
Bitch gotta know how to roll if she wanna ride shotty
I'm fuckin' a bad bitch who look like Buffy The Body
Got so much money, they think I'm Illuminati
Walk in, two middle fingers up, fuck everybody
Niggas hatin' on me broke as hell, I don't ever see 'em now
Niggas got Android phones, taking pics like Haunted Mound (Shadow)
I bеat my white broke niggas who don't get along
Fuck еvery broke nigga listenin' to this song
You don't like my music, then fuck you, too
Fuck every white nigga who do music reviews
Fuck every bald white nigga named Fantano
I do more drugs than niggas that run Disney Channel
Fuck out my face, bitch, I ain't in the mood
Broke bitch bumpin' Ice Spice, think she in ha mood
She think she gonna stay tonight, I'm the wrong dude
I buy your ass a McFlurry, then throw you in a Ub
Broke bitch came to my house in a hoopty hoo
I'm on more drugs than Shaggy and Scooby Doo
Bitch fucked the whole gang, don't know what to call it
This bitch got more bodies than Jeffrey Dahmer
Instagram shadow banned my account, so it's fuck them, too
Fuck you and everybody who came with you
Don't listen to my shit, unsubscribe my YouTube
And if you like my music, then fuck you, too
Bitch askin' me for money, she think I'm Mr. Beast
Bitch came to my house, pussy smelled like yeast
Hood I grew up at look just like the Middle East
Geeked out my mind, I been booted for days
That bitch fat, she a grenade
You rappers be cappin', that shit a charade
Bitch want me to cuff her, but I'm stuck in my ways
Sippin' Makatussin, got me stuck in a daze
They said Jesus Christ turned water to wine
Well, CHRIST DILLINGER turned glycerol to cocaine
Fuck Donald Trump, fuck Joe Biden
Fuck Judge Judy, fuck YK Osiris
I would fuck Miley Cyrus
Fuck Obama, fuck Elton John
Fuck Hillary Clinton
Fuck everybody who play for the Denver Nuggets (Shadow)
[Verse 2: RXKNephew]
YK Osiris is wildin'
He should've gone kissed that bitch in private
I step in, put it on, don't need no stylist
I will up this Glock and give you guidance
Don't wanna hear, you a pathalogical liar
Take somethin' from me, your whole hood gon' be dyin'
My wrist in the pot, look like jambalaya
I'm thumbin' through 50s, so my thumbs tired
Unc tryna get high, tryna sell his pliers
I told her I was broke, she was like, "Liar, Liar"
Stuck in the trap all night, he never tired
I'm in the trap, talkin' to my dogs like Brian
Make one false move, everybody slidin'
We in this bitch like seventeen Bin Ladens
2500, it'll get you shot
I'm in the kitchen, trying to feed the pot
(Shadow Rich Gang) [?] Nephew, where I [?] the block
Some pretty-ass bitches, you suckin' or not?
I could be eighty, still scream "Free Kay Flock"
I'll pull a chair up and sit on the block
Dog in the wheelchair got crackin' us out
AR-15, it'll slap and it'll box
When I'm with the [?], it's AR-quince
Glock ventuno on a Tuesday
Glock nueve on a Thursday
I'm 'bout to rap 'bout the Glock in Vietnamese
I pulled up with the Gulockani
I'll shoot your ass in ten minute
I told [?], "Give me five minute"
Slide in that car, you gon' die in it
[Verse 3: RXK Missionary Man]
Fried rice a nigga
Tell you once, I won't tell twice the niggas
I'm like a plumber, I got pipes for niggas
Backyard Squabbles, Kimbo Slice a nigga
Off the brain, I ain't writin', nigga
Street Fighter Glock, I ain't fightin', nigga
Bitch, I'm flyer than ten pigeons
Catch a little bitch baseballing a Minion
.38 on me, feel like Scotty Pippen
Umbrella on me, a nigga be drippin'
Got a little squirt a bitch, she be pissin'
Milk cartons on me, leave a nigga missin'
Fuck with this old bitch, gettin' her pension
These niggas so broke, they ain't payin' attention
As hot as a oven, hope you carryin' mittens
Choke a bitch, I'll move like Homer Simpson
[Outro]
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