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Whatthefuck

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Whatthefuck

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He just walked up out of the rain

I swear to god that's all it was to it.

I just brought him here.

You have a room for him?

Uh yes 13

Hey can I leave now

Fuck you

It's alright alright it don't matter to me

He's probably listening.

If he is I've got one thing to say

This is the last Halloween for that lousy factory of his

Pretty wild shit going on in their, I I heard rumors

Like what, what'd you hear?

This year I'm gonna get me about a case and a half

Of Malatove cocktails, burn that son of a bitch right down.

Last Halloween for them.

So whatthefuck

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased, willyour body rest in peace?)

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul get'sreleased when your body rot's)

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have timeto pray?)

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Hoping that your soul will besaved)

Hey yo, fuck everybody that ain't down with us.

Superstars incorporated label us, infamous.

Niggas is ridiculous for trying to replicate our contexts.

Not equivalent to my terror, they suffer broke necks.

Bitch ass niggas is trying to imitate my real-estate.

So me and Monoxide Child we had to migrate

Like ducks in the winter

We sinners with the halos.

Left the company in the dust for lack of payroll.

Now we stable

On our feet, willing and able

To switch it from your groin to your naval

You wanna talk of fables

I turn the tables like the exorcist

Dominate your cerebellum so don't stand next to this

Multiple equation, abrasion to your mindstate

Inquisitive minds and eyes dilate

While I dominate on the underground level

I'm not the devil with no whores, pitchforks or shovels

So can you dig it I be Jamie Madrox bleach white like Mr.Clorox

Be cold like Mr.Thomas but I don't be claiming White Sox

My Louisville Slugger, my weapon for bashing brains

Leavin' competition tangled in chains like I was Pinhead

A sin to bite, livin' at night

Afraid of sunlight

Police told to shoot on sight

You think they might?

If they do I'll return fire at rapid speeds

Show them bitches a trick I got up my sleeve

Increase the deceased

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased, willyour body rest in peace?)

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul get'sreleased when your body rot's)

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have timeto pray?)

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah. (Hoping that your soul will besaved)

Tell you the truth it's like this

Everybody can suck my dick

And I could give a fuck less bitch.

You ain't shit

And I'ma be the first to tell

I got your family all hostage and they burnin in hell

True, I sold my soul, I never did shit with it

But I could give a fuck about it

So I know that I could live without it.

A constant struggle to get to the top

Increase the deceased, let it pop then watch 'em drop

Pressing the button stopping at nothing

You fuck with grown folks

Kids you better think before you say something

All up your crib, what looking for goods

Scream style muthafuckas with them masks in the hoods

It ain't good remember that

All you suckers on the Internet

Thinking it's cool but we ain't into that.

Sitting in my room alone mad depressed

Relieve the stress by sticking pencils in my chest

God bless a bag of weed

So I can get high and get back at you suckers in music

With some shit to make your ears bleed

Proceed to talk that shit, it's all wack

I'm gonna get high and pay the whole world back

Increase the deceased

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased will yourbody rest in peace? )

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul is releasedwhen your body rot's)

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have timeto pray?)

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah. (Hoping that your soul will besaved)

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah

So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah

So whatthefuck

Whatthefuck bitches I.S.I. in this bitch!

Yeah...

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