Yes, My Music Is Terrorism, f*ck You. lyrics

by

Hak7m Faraji.


(Breakdown)

f*ck you thought this was little b*tch
You think I give a f*ck about any of this sh*t?
This fascist
Fake thug, polo wearing, di*k chasing society
I'm from Neon City b*tch
Imma watch this sh*t burn
Conflagrate
Put my f*cking c*ck in your grandma
Lil b*tch f*ck yo Xbox I'll break it with a f*cking bat n*gga

(Verse)

Vuitton and Charlie be the only white people that I like
b*tch you better kiss my feet to change my mother f*cking mind
I'll finesse your whole squad for revenge and a blunt
Imma Hollow Boi second

And a f*ck n*gga first
Tell yo homie that you f*cked his b*tch and rob you of your purp
Now ya'll n*ggas in a shootout cause I did so much dirt
Ever since Sammy killed himself I'm mother f*cking p*ssed

Who the f*ck gave that sh*t to him I'm making promises
If yo house is on the market b*tch I'm f*cking finding it
Imma make sure that you make out with a f*cking pistol b*tch
f*ck my fake friends

And my f*cking harlot ass ex
f*ck white Jesus I wear crosses just to spite white people
b*tch

(Hook)

I don't like the smell of f*cking pus*y n*gga
Please don't bring yo b*tch ass around me n*gga
Lil Huey resting on your court n*gga
Better pray to your false lord n*gga (x2)

f*ck these n*ggas man
pus*y ass mother f*ckers

I hate these n*ggas
I hate these n*ggas
I hate these n*ggas
I hate these n*ggas

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