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a.t. (lil' bro) - breain dead كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
while you f_ggots used to make beds
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you b_tches got yo’ face red
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you assh0l_s got on pain meds
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you f_ckers cut your dang head
i was actin’ all brain dead

[verse 1]
called up my best friend, he said i wasn’t spitting’
on my last few songs, but i still f_ck his b_tches
cuttin’ this wrist because i got depressed over f_g reviewers
my raps were too weird for them so i grabbed a foolish
one choked him by the throat and told him that he ain’t a lookie
you rappers want a cookie, here’s my d_mn sister’s p_ssy
you rappers are just a bunch of f_ggotty ass rookies
who are shook because i dissed you, now you want some good beef
god called me last night and said i had to stop
stop all the rap? like you said, my assh0l_ mom
is still alive, i haven’t quite murdered her with words yet
perfect, stupid ass, you f_cking worthless
try sh_t, audibly talking about vicodins
but i just can’t wrap my head around these f_cking sightseers
looking at me like i got the motherf_cking problem
for calling you b_tches f_ggots, b_tch, shut the f_ck up, you started it
[chorus]
while you f_ggots used to make beds
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you b_tches got yo’ face red
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you assh0l_s got on pain meds
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you f_ckers cut your dang head
i was actin’ all brain dead

[verse 2]
silently a hater, but love tyler the creator
why can’t he call me f_g, i’d love if he say sh_t
about me, how we gon’ have a problem, c_cksuckers
y’all don’t understand the implications of being my mom’s f_cker
adopted, guess my first parents didn’t want me
i wonder if that’s why my real father c_ck_eats
he prolly left on a motherf_cking trolley
eating brocolli with somebody named molly
tired of people not knowing me, i need a good name
i can’t live a good life without some d_mn fame
so i try to fit in, call some dumbasses f_ggots
slap d_cks, maggots, cr_p on rappers
the third coming of marshall mathers is here
with blonde hair, ’cause the f_cking b_st_rd ass here
won’t do it himself, so i have to now
oh, you so mad at me, why can’t you f_gs cool down
[chorus]
while you f_ggots used to make beds
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you b_tches got yo’ face red
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you assh0l_s got on pain meds
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you f_ckers cut your dang head
i was actin’ all brain dead

[verse 3]
k!ll a b_tch till his whole body bag is dead
my words stab you in the head whether you f_g or les
till you drag your legs across the floor
i f_cked your mom, now she’s a godd_mn wh0re
me, your father and the d_mn mailman
i don’t care at all if i go to jail, and
you can say all the sh_t you wanna, i still don’t give a f_ck
tonight, i’m gonna go and steal your b_tch’s stuff
i may not be as shady as slim, but trust me, i’m both
far as i know, your mom is gonna be my ho
sike, yo i don’t f_ck with f_ggots’ moms
that is all, maybe i’m gonna have to fall
down on the ground because i’m too d_mn tall
to stand still, but i’m a cool man, but all
you b_tches want beef, well you gonna get it
and trust me, dumbass rappers, i hate people b_tchin’
[chorus]
while you f_ggots used to make beds
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you b_tches got yo’ face red
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you assh0l_s got on pain meds
i was actin’ all brain dead
while you f_ckers cut your dang head
i was actin’ all brain dead

[outro]
haha
i’m just playin’, em. you know i luh’ you

- a t lil bro

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