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joel sieradzan - 3 piece shady special كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
i hang with a bunch of scandalous cats, vandalists that will plan
to trap and attack you with mad animal acts, cannibal rats, camels
and bats, barely a scratch, fear none of that you won’t feel a tap
but that’s after the task is all completed, so don’t you worry bout all
that bleeding, it’s just for a movie, we’re shooting today called ‘horror evening’, thanks for the contribution it’s cheaper than props
and even looks more authentic than any blood our production team seen and (wow, this looks great) it’s really cool that you’re a part of it, beside the fact
we had to rip your carcass apart to get all the blood effects but yeah i’m sorry that is my fault and in result of actions on my behalf i’ll apologize to your daughter man, but the awful fact that we k!lled
her too is just awkward and adding more to that your wifе is in the room with the torture wеapons we brought to her for her to choose what she’s gonna wanna have all her organs sn_tched out with and who her funeral consultant is (what do you want? quick!)
and it’s really tough to stomach man, it’s just so hard to bare
i’ve never hurt a woman and i told myself i wouldn’t dare but
that’s just how vile we are, we sick enough to find a car and
break into just to hit a homeless man then write it off, i’ll fight and cough on innocent people at the hospital infected with a disease that could lead to minor strokes, potentially k!lling them if they are
not operated on within in a window of 30 minutes and given a sedative
[verse 2]
yeah, yeah, ha, yo, check it, mm
it’s the motherf_ckin’ s to the i to the e_r_a_d_z_a_n
you finna die, it’s the_ it’s the motherf_ckin’, it’s the motherf_ckin’
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, it’s the motherf_ckin’ s to the i to the
e_r_a_d_z_a_n, yo, look

you wanna battle me? feed upon the brutality that i’m handing out like them store samples that you can grab for free? i do this casually
this sh_t is a drag for me, all i need is some battery acid and plus a
bag of weed, and i’ll be glad to see what you do as a talent, g
but even when i’m high you’re still boring like going to class ’till 3
it’s such a travesty, tragically it’s a laugh for me cause when i hear them gas them beats all i feel is the best relief
if i had friends that tried to rap and they was trash but really
wanted to make it i woulda did it as well, i woulda told them mof_ckas that i know where they should go to get the b_tches and sent ’em to where they did in hostel, crack ya f_cking head open with a hammer and throw it in barrel, but i’m finna shoot and
get it in like i was jim carroll, you not even a heroine you f_cking female, you ain’t a hero, speaking of them; r.i.p to rik mayall, look

[verse 3]
oh my god, another one, does this motherf_cker stop?
no he don’t, no he don’t yeah, no he don’t, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
ayo, mm, look

i’ve yet to see an mc that i rate, check my list you’ll see it’s empty there’s not any i can play, it’s immensely entertaining to me that
you think you straight and people f_ck with you for real and don’t just put it on to hate, there ain’t no way people listen to that sh_t
to really listen, you know that it’s outta pity and they strictly here
to diss it, don’t dismiss it though, you should still submit it bro
i’m sure a label would love to hear it, so they know that that sh_t
ain’t hitting, oh what the f_ck you thinking, yo
i don’t understand, you claim you got the bars, but honest bra
you wouldn’t if they locked you up, your sh_t don’t even make
sense, it’s plain dense, we ain’t friends either don’t try to hit
me up and ask me can i please share it, like, what the f_ck is that
it’s honestly so f_cking sad and i’m not one for knocking hustles
but that sh_t is f_cking bad, you think that’s gon get you heard by record staff motherf_ckers and they’ll be like “d_mn, sign your name and then here’s your check”, this ain’t that, you can try all you want
but here’s the facts, why the f_ck would they sign someone that could never go plat? h_ll, i’m just being nice the day that you
f_cking go plastic, i’ll believe the tabloids and them stories on michael jackson, motherf_cker
nah, i think i’m being too harsh, they prolly slow as f_ck and
rap’s something that’s keeping ’em calm, cause there ain’t no way
in h_ll that you really think that you nice, you say ya sh_t slap
if i told a jada pinkett joke twice you wouldn’t hit back, you
bold as f_ck for putting it out though, i’ll give you props for that
i owe you one for making my sh_t sound on another galaxy cause
compared to your tracks, my sh_t is mozart to classical fans
not talking back, cause once i spit this sh_t it’s over for you
no more will you speak, y’all some clones, i know i am too but
y’all cloning all the weak motherf_ckers that we tired of
i’m cloning all the ones held in regard man, the defiant ones
and i don’t give a f_ck what y’all gotta say bout my lyrics
i will never apologize for sh_t i said with intention for y’all to hear it
(no apologies, never) i will never put sh_t in a song that i would then retract, cause either way no matter what i say they’ll f_cking bend it back and start contorting, twisting more offensive sh_t that i ain’t say, but the day i f_cking care is the day that i die in vain and
i ain’t playing y’all could never have me not standing my ground
i wasn’t taught to a b_tch and i ain’t learning it now so how the f_ck would you expect me not to curse at the mouth, i’m dirty and foul
i’m worser than a person without shoes when they go to the mall
i have no personal valve, you couldn’t shut me the f_ck up if you
had dirt on me now, i’ll murder my pal, before i ntsc a crowd of people that have been offended by the words i put out
and bow down to ’em and show them some courtesy, wow
the day that that happens i’ll throw a f_cking party in town
and invite the entire cast from movie 43 out and knock every one
of ’em out while i’m recording the bout
there goes hugh, emma, richard, anna, kate, dennis
christopher, gerard, justin, johnny, naomi, seann, kieran
man, am i finished? nope, d_mn it i still got uma, josh, jason
stephen and jimmy, greg, bob and the other ones, f_ck, i’m done
man i won, what i’m saying is that sh_t will never happen
d_mn man, ain’t you got where i’m going? man just open your
phone and delete like all of them notes cause ain’t n0body wanna hear that sh_t i promise you bro, it’s comical, oh, it’s probably why
ya content is so f_cking funny to listen to, that sh_t’s abominable
man i gotta go, i’m out
[outro: the real eminem not a ai voice promise]
hey joel, what’s up it’s me marshall, just letting you know
that i heard the mixtape and that sh_t was f_cking crazy
i absolutely f_cking loved it motherf_cker but please stop
the d_ckriding, check this sh_t the f_ck out
orange, porridge, door hinge, storage, four inch
apple store, astronaut, glassed a wh0re, pasta sauce
pass off more, class of four, master sore hahaha
catch you later motherf_cker

- joel sieradzan

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