Kony 2012 (Joseph Kony Diss Track) lyrics

[Chorus]
I might just f*ck your sister
She sucked me, then you kissed her
Wait, why’d you kiss your sister?
That's kinda f*ckin' weird, bro
We must stop Joseph Kony
Him and all of his cronies
We know that he's a phony
Yeah, he’s just all baloney

[Chorus]
I might just f*ck your sister
She sucked me, then you kissed her
Wait, why’d you kiss your sister?
That's kinda f*ckin' weird, bro
We must stop Joseph Kony
Him and all of his cronies
We know that he's a phony
Yeah, he’s just all baloney

[Verse 1]
Ay, ay, ay
Pull up and splash
b*tch, I'm so trash
I got your girl, I'mma take her to mass
During communion, might smoke on some gas
But if she hold my hand, I'mma nut way too fast
Not a tongue, but I might hit a lick
And I took your girl's nipples and I gave it a flick
I can’t trust none these hoes, they be making me sick
But if you f*ck with my dogs, I might go John Wick
Stretching my money just like Silly Bandz
I write my lyrics using Comic Sans
Met a b*tch from Bahamas, she said, "como se llama"
I said that is a language I don’t understand
Goddamn
Feeling like the man
I swear that I love every one of my fans
If you talking sh*t, you can catch these hands
Yeah, the way I run the game, you would think I’m from Sudan
I feel like Danny Devito
Eatin' some Fritos
She call me papi bonito
I’m home alone, so I whip out my phone, and you know that my sh*t incognito
This sh*t is crazy
All of my b*tches are goth, shout out to my man Lil Tracy
Don’t give a f*ck 'bout these critics, I cop me a Civic, then whipped that sh*t like a Mercedes
[Chorus]
I might just f*ck your sister
She sucked me, then you kissed her
Wait, why’d you kiss your sister?
That's kinda f*ckin' weird, bro
We must stop Joseph Kony
Him and all of his cronies
We know that he's a phony
Yeah, he’s just all baloney

[Verse 2]
b*tch, I'm Rock Johnson, flexin' on y'all
I was built different, see Pippens and all
Took third in the long jump with a bad hop
Hit a half a gram of powdered crackrock in the matchbox
Treasure man instead of putting numbers on boards
pus*y want beef, that's just some more chores
How many cubans bought houses last week?
What's the difference between a bog and a creek?

One f*cking flows, you dumb c*nt

f*ck off me squid, I don't f*ck with y'all kind
Yung Nugget producing, damn, he got lines
Alright you caught me, I never got Vine
Felt me and your girl seven seconds a time
Bust quick like the Soviet Union, exit the room, and I see her father, I'm zoomin'
Right to the mall where I'm working at Wendy's
Smoke in the bathroom, I keep this sh*t cleanly
[Verse 3]
Yeah, you know I be out here with the flow game
Take your hoe, gassed her up with the propane
Out my face, lil b*tch, you a f*cking lame
Oh, this your girl? She just gave me brain
Think you need a flu shot 'cause I'm f*cking ill
Yeah I dine and dash, hoe, I don't pay my bill
Had to f*ck a b*tch raw, made her eat a pill
But I'm done, dropped her off at a...

[Verse 4]
Okay, they call me J nut, and I'm kinda in a rut (Okay!)
Three albums in a year, but I could't cop a hear (Goddamn!)
If you're f*cking with Yung Nugget, then you might be kinda queer
His songs are kinda sh*tty, and his rhymes give him some...

[Outro]
Wait, hold up, hold up, stop the f*cking beat