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hydracoque - ridin' slidin' penis glidin' كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
and of course, you will learn to suck c_ck with perfect mastication and accent
because d_ck is all you need

[verse 1: narrator]
a_a_ayo, where my d_ld_ at?
n_gga, you already know my d_ck fat
hit from the back while smoking crack
sh_t’s so strong you gon’ have a heart attack!

yeah, hydracoque here, and i’m ’bouta tell you a tale
about two g_y ass n_ggas, one dead, the other no bail
one locked inside a casket, the other inside a jail
and both of these n_ggas surely endin’ up in h_ll

[chorus]
we were ridin’, slidin’, p_n_s glidin’
i just wanna f_ck on ’bout twenty_five men
ridin’, slidin’, p_n_s glidin’
this journey, when will it end?

we were ridin’, slidin’, p_n_s glidin’
i just wanna f_ck on ’bout twenty_five men
ridin’, slidin’, p_n_s glidin’
g_y n_ggas make my p_n_s extend
[verse 2: narrator]
don’t bite up more than you can chew
don’t take more d_ck than you can handle
i once knew a n_gga who lost it and shot up his tabernacle
all for deprivin’ him of c_ck, that sh_t’s his one and only love
and now up in the cage he’s locked with nothin’ but his lonely nerves
lord of bums, save his b_n_r for his only way to cum from his own rub
he has not a dresser bed nor a tub
not an object to f_ck his ass, not a d_mn assumption of cumming
all this n_gga takes for granted is his p_n_s and his bum
hasn’t yet found out how to cream, which is his thumb
for all the times he’s linked with these n_ggas and then f_cked up in his peen and thinking nuts
can’t flee this p_n_s dome
but he can’t even help it, as a child i said he was yelled at
if he did get down on his knees and then started to please, this n_gga was belted
and occasionally with bottles he was pelted
some say that he’s got shards of the glass inside his ass, the cheek that is welted
this n_gga once saved up for a d_ld_, but that sh_t got stolen and melted
into ice for n_ggas’ grills. wasn’t nice, but bro wasn’t jilted
he thought he was the sh_t, but ain’t n0body else smelled it
when he shoved his d_ck in asses, man, ain’t n0body else felt it
n_gga failed all his classes thinking that it wouldn’t do much
but in exchange this n_gga learned nothing else but to do b_tts
he kept on shooting s_m_n until he couldn’t even shoot much
everything was sticking to him, just all that this dude touched
and everything was sticking to him becoming ingrained
his thumb up some n_ggas’ asses, because of it, he would claim
[bridge: narrator & caged n_gga]
that other n_ggas who don’t cum from it just soften when they sucked on his c_ck
wasn’t the same, but he had plenty men that he could name
but not many men would be playing his games (f_cking k!ll me)
for that he was mentally pained, somewhat deranged, and slowly drove him insane
the shaft that once stood tall like a crane now scarred and eaten away
but surely claimed
no solace, only [?]

[verse 3: narrator]
his d_ck was claimed by the consequences of what he could never envision
his n_ggas would tell him to calm down, but the n_gga would never listen
he was smoking a lot of c_cks, he was smoking a lot of potty, but he never had one to p_ss in
he just stared at flashing lights [?] if they glistened
chasin’ c_ck left him empty inside. ain’t it ironic?
just wanted s_x with the guys, but didn’t always want it
he just wanted to cum, but was too stubborn to use his own bum
plumbing his bum onto other n_ggas, so he was bummed, and they were done

[chorus]
we were ridin’, slidin’, p_n_s glidin’
i just wanna f_ck on ’bout twenty_five men
ridin’, slidin’, p_n_s glidin’
this journey, when will it end?

we were ridin’, slidin’, p_n_s glidin’
i just wanna f_ck on ’bout twenty_five men
ridin’, slidin’, p_n_s glidin’
g_y n_ggas make my p_n_s extend
[verse 4: narrator]
s_xuality is powerful, sometimes too much so
many n_ggas runnin’ ’round finna pound and nut slow
finna bust slow on a b_tthole but only if that n_gga’s b_tt swole
and some of these n_ggas is violent, vicious, suspicious, and honestly cutthroat
literally, they’ll cut throats, they’ll do it after they f_ck throats
leavin’ a n_gga bleeding blood and s_m_n, covered in nut ropes
recorded, uploaded and used their last words as f_ck quotes
d_mn, these n_ggas are savages, some throat_thrustin’ nut goats
one of these big n_ggas in particular had a really big b_tt_breaking, b_tt_busting, cream_titillating ting_tickler
and he used it as a blood trickler, a cum litterer, and he was a ball dribbler
he put his b_lls in n_ggas’ baskets while his d_ck was squirt
he was a k!ller, not an axe murderer, b_tch, an ass murderer
a big black prolapsed, pulverizin’ booty crack burdener
nothing made his big staff more erect than when these n_ggas died during prolapsation after b_tts_x
whose b_tt would he take next? anybody
he had no standards, no mercy, he’ll drop anybody
leaving a n_gga dead and rottin’, smiling as his head was droppin’
plans he was erectin’, plottin’
after bodies he was dissecting, robbing
axe on the life, then externalizing internal organs
real dirty sh_t that would make these n_ggas churnin’, contortin’
then he would splurge and p_rn with more n_ggas he burned and tortured
all their hope is forlornness, n_gga’s demented horrid
what a godd_mn piece of sh_t, this n_gga needs to die
a sentiment shed by countless n_ggas outplottin’ on his life
a d_ck for a d_ck, b_lls for b_lls, an eye for an eye
he needed to put down his shaft, and the g_y n_gga creampie and say “goodbye”

[skit: vile n_gga, narrator & voice in vile n_gga’s mind]
sh_t, n_gga, i need to stop this sh_t
f_ck, they’re gonna k!ll me, n_gga!
after all, it wasn’t just them, he was wrecked inside
ayo, i know you hear me, n_gga
i’m the voice inside your ass that keeps you awake at night
the inner consciousness deep inside your hole, soul
look in front of you, n_gga. a brighter path still awaits
all you need to do is take a step

[verse 5: narrator, voice in vile n_gga’s mind, vile n_gga & caged n_gga]
a vile n_gga with no guidance or direction
whenever he drilled and k!lled guys, he’d get erections
releasing blood and seed, this was his reckoning if i’d reckon
but the voices in his bussy let him know that this sh_t was wrecking
his life up. passionate with other men, but when he clapped it lacked passion like he was swine
he had delusions of grandeur, thinking his ass cracks divine
naturally, this n_gga didn’t ever want to meet his end
so he listened to the voice as it was his only friend
[?] (i guess)
[?] (nah, n_gga)
n_gga, i’m glad you listenin’ to my ramblings
or else [?]
that n_gga said
i’m done with this life, i’m leaving that life behind, n_gga
no longer spilling blood just like wine, n_gga, whenever i get behind n_ggas
matter of fact, i’m not getting behind them at all
i’m done with the f_ggotry, time for as_xuality, that sh_t is my call
no longer in male asses will i be splurging
gonna head my ass over to the place of worship and let the priest relieve my burdens, n_gga
and not in a s_xual way, i do not mean that in a s_xual manner
i need to put the nail deep into the coffin with my h0m_s_xual hammer
before i end up in a slammer, or before that sh_t happens literally
before i’m buried six feet deep underneath for the times i’ve been ripping bussy
can’t you b_tch n_ggas just see, my history’s splittin’ for me
for holy purposes, not for h0m_ purposes, i’ma get up my knee
and so ends this n_gga’s reign of s_xual terror
he’ll be confessing all his sins, he always felt free to share them
what has changed is now that he’s got regret for what he has done
spreading messages of peace, picking up the mic and dropping the gun
and he did that on that very day, but there was a problem
the door opened, and op n_gga ran in and wanted to solve him
ayo n_gga, you that n_gga that k!lled my husband about three and a half years ago
what you talking about, n_gga? yeah, and i found out later ’cause i was out drinking beer with bros
i got home, found out, d_mn, that n_gga is missing. the way to be found got me feelin’ suspicious
i checked every room including the bathroom and the kitchen
i noticed some faded out stain on the wall, n_gga
possibly blood, and that sh_t contained the fingerprint right from his left ball, n_gga
i’m sorry, don’t follow at all, n_gga
shut the f_ck up n_gga, you know you did it. oh my god, n_gga
i checked the camera tapes right after, bro, i f_cking saw it, n_gga
you f_cked him in the ass, k!lled him, and stole his b_lls, n_gga
dragged him into the bathroom, can only assume that he was dissolved, n_gga
what did you do? mix a strong acid and the base, little b_tch?
think i wouldn’t find out? you’re the reason my n_gga got erased, little b_tch
your mask slipped for about a few frames, i saw your face, little b_tch
plottin’ since that day. i think i’m gonna catch a case, little b_tch
oh my god, i finally found you. no, no, don’t do it. your screams gonna be your last sound, dude
and with that, thirty shots rapidly rang out, who
could have done this sh_t? well, the n_ggas now in the pound doom
two n_ggas met the fate and finished each other’s stories
one goes away quietly, the other bl__dy and gory
the fates connected by a few frames inside a recording
both n_ggas gone without fame, without glory
both n_ggas’ names only shamed by those reporting
and now, both of these n_ggas forever gone
only legacy is a mention within this song
n_ggas be enslaved by the p_n_s and sequined dongs
but they can never enjoy in moderation
cut up with them and then erase them
life’s not as long as their c_cks, some n_ggas is lost
some n_ggas never find a way out
forever trapped in the abyss of n_gga d_cks
and sh_t goes on without the life if it’s what they can’t live without
aight, man, hydracoque out this b_tch, n_gga
you know, i really gotta go smoke some crack and then suck a c_ck, n_gga
goodbye, n_gga
ouchie, man (ouchie, man, ouchie, man, ouchie, man)

[outro]
we were ridin’, slidin’, p_n_s glidin’
i just wanna f_ck on ’bout twenty_five men

- hydracoque

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