prompt - flik lyrics
oil in the cogs
check the f_cking machinery
call me the mad god
now sheogorath’s back
hold the applause
thrown on a f_cking hazmat
i think i’m getting a cough
i don’t want y’all to have that
sick
sh_t i got a rock hard d_ck
she a lil bit thick around the hips
i call that b_tch banana then split
now she got me in a pickle call me rick
flik
and i could tell ya bout a bug’s life
a c_ckroach who don’t know bout sunlight
the c_ck stroke when my b_tch ain’t home
writing my poems
spitting into a hundred dollar microphone
i always liked it better alone
and now i’m flowing like a veteran
sippin’ sentimental beverages
glowing like i’m heaven
level_headed_devil effortless
i’m pedaling to pedestals pinnacles
medical bills dental and mental health still critical
chill
i’m a cynical individual
filled like the reticle
thrills coming
with a com_com_compendium of sillies
and dilly dallying sh_t that i don’t really wanna get into (get into)
and now we’re going to the interlude
class clown
laughing now
spazzing out the ass frown
passed out with a mask on
shaft getting massacred fast
all spat on
gaston
belle of the ball
cholesterol’s too tall
it’s a whole lot of eggs
too many noodles and bread
and heady sh_t that’s getting the paper shredded
made of lettuce
annoying ass voice pitched fred motherf_cker
with lead feet
iron boots
too f_cking complicated
water temple
buy a noose
tie a loop
pop a pimple
spot the ripple
not the simplest sh_t that i could do
what’s going on youtube
smash that like b_tton
f_ck that like b_tton
i wanna see y’all crash my wifi
bashing my f_cking like b_tton
annihilate the like b_tton
f_ck happened to my life b_tton
i don’t even know how to f_cking rhyme sh_t
or how to f_cking die
without telling a f_cking lie
i’m times worst nightmare
i’m trite’s last wife
i’m spite’s last white hair
try me motherf_cker
i’m live
my air
and i’m breathing
so i’m their
oil in the cogs
check the f_cking machinery
call me the mad god
now sheogorath’s back
hold the applause
thrown on a f_cking hazmat
i think i’m getting a cough
i don’t want y’all to have that
sick
sh_t i got a rock hard d_ck
she a lil bit thick around the hips
i call that b_tch banana then split
now she got me in a pickle call me rick
flik
and i could tell ya bout a bug’s life
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