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max bemis - piss king كلمات الأغنية

i’m the p_ss king
i’ve lived in it for a minute
can’t even deal, less there’s a f_ck you clause in it
infinite, you claim getting my skinny
f_ck self loathing, i’d rather be controlling

p_ss on the press tent, bent, god sent
pitch a tent, the effect i have on straight men
essentially folly, you non_consensual poly
ended up salty but you ended upon me, ah!

everybody knows that whip cold
n0body knows that d_cks cold
now serving that white gold, that val kilmer, that bob mould
keep your options open i don’t need a single trojan
yeah she keeps me housebroken, outspoken, cloud_token
i’m floating, i’m coy, i’m happy at the open dough boy in the middle
five weeks and i’m showing
five weeks and i’m glowing
stanley’s in i’m shroving(?) proved
he was loping when she took off my clothing wet

[chorus]
if your man can’t kick the f_ck up
who am i?
wicked wicked high
sing it with me
if your man can’t kick the f_ck up
wicked high
kick the f_ck up!
hail mary him
this sh_t is like gold dust
he’s a fraction of a b_st_rd, a horcrux
meticulous image is meant to pillage more bucks
from the billies in my city who adore trucks

no friend would’ve left me in the embassy
tripping b_lls as i wept blood stoically
categorically, no morrisey
you’re the himiliar(?), lady_k!llered her

f_ck every punk on tour with a mistress
if i was single you could swing from this d_ck, b_tch
your claims at martyrdom, we kick_started them
and like the exodus, we departed them

the departed clip a rat while he lingers
(drew bear, gray hair cut, danced on this finger)(?)
i’ve done more with, these pain_riddled brains
than you have ever done twice as f_ckin’ sane, that’s weak!

[chorus]
if your man can’t kick the f_ck up
who am i?
wicked wicked high
sing it with me
if your man can’t kick the f_ck up
wicked high
kick the f_ck up!
[outro]
two world soldiers left on the beach
one’s called zach, and the other one screech
little lies lifted from the lungs of the leech
we won’t rest till he’s f_cking impeached (x2)

- max bemis

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