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hydracoque - soliloquy of sodomization كلمات الأغنية

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[intro // hydracoque]
mmm, yeah, nigpro records in this b_tch, i’m ’boutta tell you ’bout my motherf_ckin’ soliloquy of sodomy, n_gga
h_ll yeah, let’s get in this sh_t
i’m f_ckin’ g_y, n_gga
ayo where my d_ld_ at?

[chorus // hydracoque]
this is my soliloquy of sodomy, alone in my closet
i’m torn apart by thoughts of n_ggas tearin’ my _n_l pocket
loadin’ up the shotgun, thinkin’, ah do i wanna c_ck it?
but it’s 4 am today, i haven’t even had c_ck yet
every day’s a battle with my s_xuality
hated by the straights for keepin’ s_m_n splattering
a g_y n_gga in totality, but b_lls and p_n_s damaged me
starin’ down the barrel like, is this my finality?
this is my soliloquy of sodomy alone in my closet
torn apart by thoughts of n_ggas tearing my _n_l pocket
loadin’ up the shotgun thinkin’, ah, do i wanna c_ck it?
but it’s 4 am today and i haven’t even had c_ck yet
[verse 1 // hydracoque]
soliloquy of sodomy, alonе in my bathroom
thinkin’ of the p_n_s that can pleasе my g_y ass soon
i’m a c_ck wh0re, you can tell by my tattoos
or by the way that the p_n_s made my ass ooze
c_ck straight but my desires bent up like cashews
d_ck out in public, precum drippin’ on my d_mn shoes
if i wanna f_ck you, i will not ask you
i’ll just pull yo pants down and blast goo
s_m_n super soaker or what have you
fully loaded fully automatic cum gun
n_gga you know blastin’ cum’s fun
i cannot help it, that’s why i’m torn apart deep inside mentally
torn apart by the n_ggas i’ve torn apart h0m_s_xually
soliloquy of sodomy, alone in my bathroom still, and i still haven’t even had c_ck yet
i been poppin’ a whole lot of them blue pills and i still haven’t even had hot s_x
all that i gotta do is drive down to the bar
with the d_ld_ on the seat of my cum_stomized car
it’s got a big engine, 6 liters and 8 pistons, my big r_ct_m, fits p_n_ses, 8 d_cks in
any minute i’ma take limp fruity fists in… almost there and my precum keeps drippin’
pull up outside, the g_yest n_gga has arrived
wave to my queers, s_m_n swap high five
this should be a paradise but it feels wrong inside
i want that p_n_s so bad but i don’t wanna be alive
i want shots in my ass but also shots in my head
i’m talkin’ cummies but i’m also talkin’ lead (k!ll me)
every night i lay surrounded, n_ggas all in my bed
and when they drift off to sleep, i wanna be dead
(shots in my head)
[chorus // hydracoque]
soliloquy of sodomization
mind split in half by thoughts of g_y penetration
p_n_s in my ass is my only medication
emotional prolapse, my death will be pained fun
this is my soliloquy of sodomy, alone in my closet
i’m torn apart by thoughts of n_ggas tearin’ my _n_l pocket
loadin’ up the shotgun, thinkin’, ah do i wanna c_ck it?
but it’s 4 am today, i haven’t even had c_ck yet
every day’s a battle with my s_xuality
hated by the straights for keepin’ s_m_n splattering
a g_y n_gga in totality, but b_lls and p_n_s damaged me
starin’ down the barrel like, is this my finality?
this is my soliloquy of sodomy alone in my closet
torn apart by thoughts of n_ggas tearing my _n_l pocket
loadin’ up the shotgun thinkin’, ah, do i wanna c_ck it?
but it’s 4 am today and i haven’t even had c_ck yet

[verse 2 // hydracoque]
and all i ever wanted was to feel okay with my desires
n_gga f_ck my dirty p_n_s, sometimes i just wanna light it on fire
no c_cks can feel the gaping void left in my soul
and no man can hit the prostate buried deep in my hole
man i’m fed up, i feel like a filthy little slave
and i want that, but i feel so stuck and depraved
i’m at rock bottom, never been in a worse place
and to top it all off, i’ve got f_ckin’ aids
staring up at the ceiling fan, life, i don’t even f_ckin’ need it man
no matter how much i suck p_n_s man, i’ma head to neverland like i’m g_y peter pan
got me screamin’ “d_mn!”, if only i had a life with some meanin’ man
_cries_
i just wanna be bleedin’ man…
i see no rope so i tie my p_n_s into a knot
’cause my shotgun is gone, and it is not
on the dresser where it once was
looked into the mirror above so many times when i was getting b_ttf_cked
f_ck, i just need to hang myself with my p_n_s and leave my body to rot
and set fire to my f_ckin’ home, make sure that my body drop
wait, my shotgun, i left it in the trunk
f_ck it, i’ll just use that, blast my problems away like some sp_nk
i guess it really does get better in the end
goodbye to life, dyin’ is my new friend
_gunshot_
soliloquy of sodomy
soliloquy of sodomization
mind split in half by the tho_ uh, a 12 gauge shotgun
a g_y ghost, divorced from my body and mortal problems
feelin’ forever in peace now that i finally decided to solve ’em
a prolapse poltergeist, gonna tease n_ggas with no condoms
a friendly but flirty ghost, whenever i decide to haunt ’em
soliloquy of sodomy, and this is the epilogue
a ghost above my fleshen body, free, the flesh is gone
broken free from my mortal form
former body cold, but my soul is warm
[outro // hydracoque]
this is my soliloquy of sodomy alone in my closet
torn apart by thoughts of n_ggas tearing my _n_l pocket
loadin’ up the shotgun thinkin’, ah, do i wanna c_ck it?
but it’s 4 am today and i haven’t even had c_ck yet

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