BREAK sh*t/f*ck ON THE FLOOR lyrics

by

MKULTRA


Comin from the back of the class
I got spite
You butches runnin mouths
Boy look at the f*ckin time

The moments f*ckin right
You know I'm gon abuse it
And leave it brusied up
Ya b*tches f*ckin blew it

b*tch I do it You submissive
And I did like that
I'm breakin f*ckin legs
b*tch I won't sign your cast

Your future is my past
The sh*t you speak is wack
Some people shouldn't do it
Don't belong on the track
f*ckin trash ho

f*ck makin sense b*tch
I only spit facts

f*ck a pretense
I don't know about that
These b*tches want lent
I don't know about that

I'll sh*t on your game b*tch
How you like that

f*ck makin sense b*tch
I only spit facts

f*ck a pretense
I don't know about that

These b*tches want lent
I don't know about that

I'll sh*t on your game b*tch
How you like that

How the f*ck did he make this
Its chemical x b*tch
I come and I wreck sh*t
Eatin Nails for breakfest

Wash it down with asbestos
You think its sexist
Do you understand my words
Are you mute are you deaf b*tch
Many times I've been tested
I've seen the results
You don't wanna f*ck with me
I'm one disgusting adult

Now I act on impulse
Always gettin withdrawl
Do what the f*ck I want
Without me wanting it at all

Lets brawl to the motherf*ckin end
I'm the best so I'll beat your ass
Know I'll always get ahead

Think you hittin gas
b*tch you only gettin lapped
Can't see this gap
Then Change your lens

Don't care you be more famous then me
We both know that sh*t won't last
It ain't be built on music
Despite what it say on stats f*ckin trash

Can't stop rappin bout pus*y (no)
Can't stop talkin bout my di*k (ha)
b*tch I Haven't f*ckin showered in a god damn month This album is my clink
I think I'm sinking on the brink
I kick and scream
My life is a meme
I blink I see demons

I can't stop the screaming
I can't find a reason
Why am I doing this
Why you still streaming?

Help me b*tch help me please
Like I'm on the cross I feel the jesus
I mean it
No genius
Did not write no f*ckin thesis

f*ck a b*tch in the back range rover
Why I say that I don't own one
f*ckin flow got a mind of its own
If this be a game then who got the controller?

b*tch don't touch me
Imma junkie
For the ugly
b*tch i'm gettin hungry

And I'm boutta OD
Jeez
b*tch I got in too deep
Please

Gotta pull me out
b*tch pull me out
Gettin rabid so you
Might have to put me down

I'm a f*ckin clown
How you like me now
b*tch I pull up on your crew
Like let me out
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