MOVIN’ MAD! lyrics

[Intro: ISSBROKIE]
(SKOTSKR)
SkOtSKRTT, f*ck you
Ayy, yuh (Yuh)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse: ISSBROKIE & MADJAX]
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Okay like give me the beat, he gave me the re-beat (Yeah)

[Verse 2: MADJAX]
All of these b*tches be all on his feet-feet
I don't give one f*ck about no melody, smokin' the f*ck outta it
If that's all you sendin' no melody beats, she suck on my di*k (Ah)
I f*ck yo' b*tch and then I take a leak (Ah)
All of these b*tches all over my meat
Bla-bla-bla-bla-blalalalala (Ah-ah-ah)

[Bridge: MADJAX]
Flow so cold, act fast like Po
Come through like Bao, sit that pus*y in a pole
pus*y-pus*y talkin' sh*t, now he get laughed at like a joke
I feel like all of these b*tches, nobody havin' me no more
Then put that pus*y boy in stitches 'cause he snitchin' like a wrinkle
pus*y always talkin' sh*t but he ain't talkin' to my fist though (Uh, uh, uh)
Why they talkin' all that sh*t?
b*tch, I'll pull up with nothing but myself and then I'll make it rip
b*tch-b*tch-b*tch I let it rip-rip (Uh, yeah)
Yeah, talkin' sh*t yo' body gonna end up on the ground
[?] for yo' mothaf*ckin' self
Here, b*tch suck di*k, my di*k ain't good in yo' health
I just talked back b*tch to a motherf*ckin' elf
You a f*ckin' piece of sh*t, I'ma send yo' ass to hell
[Outro: Abraham Lincoln & MADJAX]
If any personal description of me is thought desired desirable, it may be said, I am, in height, six feet, four inches, nearly; lean in flesh, weighing, on an average, one hundred and eighty pounds; dark complexion, with coarse black hair, and grey eyes — no other marks or brands recollec– (Bro you kinda ugly ngl)
Please refrain from harsh remarks, Mr. Hotovy–