$uicideBoy$ - Vietnam

"Who said that? Who the fuck said that?
Who's the slimy little communist shit
Twinkle-toed cocksucker down here
Who just signed
His own death warrant? Nobody
Huh? The fairy fucking godmother
Said it! Out-fucking-standing! I
Will PT you all until you fucking die!" uh
This a $crim beat
Uh, digging for all the facts, uh
Ruby da Cherry, yah dJ $crim with that 808

You can catch me chillin'
With the polar bears
Bogus fucking jokes on us sucka' punch
Dat DARE sweatshirt wearing
Motherfucker $crim
Scarier Ric Flair, been there, done jack
Sack full of cash, backpack of hash
Grab that stash and dash
There ain't never a clash rip a flash
Swallow ya' soul through a flask
Grab that mask, and never look back
Black plague sick
Oh, wait I meant to say $lick
Pissing on his missin' Mrs (yeah, uh)
Dippin' the tip in the grip
And sippin' glory tippin' Maury
It's a fuckin' secret story
Kinda boring, yeah uh
Stormin' in the southeast
Shit, it's really pouring, but I'm snorin'
Hit the alarm clock
While my stocks in farm blocks
Gets hot, like a pot
On the fuckin' stove oven top

"Hell, I like you you can come over
To my house and fuck my
Sister you little scumbag! I've got your
Name! I've got your ass!"
($lick $loth, work)

Ridin' solo, through Kyoto with four hoes
I'm a no-show for more shows wanna tango
Drinkin' Faygo, maybe mango got a tan, hoe
Couple ten bros
Make a fan go, to the van, hoe
Fuck her mouth 'til the
Tears start pourin' out
I'm just chillin' eating pizza
In a foreign house
Quiet as a mouse, plottin' on a spouse
What's this all about? I don't even know
Only thing I know is that I'm throwed
(yeah, yeah, yeah) sippin' and spillin'
Villians is chilling (yeah, right)
Eatin' on children
(grrah) , it's $crimmy the villain!
Got penicillin, munchin' on Chilli's
Pop a few willies
Pop a few pillies (bleurgh)
Bite a few titties
With my homeboy Timmy (timmy)
Grippin' on semis (Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)

" exactly three fucking seconds to wipe
That stupid-looking grin off your face
Or I will gouge out your eyeballs
And skull-fuck you! One! Two! Three!"
"Sir, I can't help it, sir!"
"Bullshit! Get on your knees, scumbag!"

This is my rifle! This is my gun!
This is for fighting! This is for fun!

Written by:
Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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