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rabs music - pg, wilson, an george lyrics

(chorus)

my ideas are willing
k!ller with the steal
i’m not f_cking kidding
push me an you’ll see the real me
the villain in me
thoughts imprisoning feelings
i don’t give a f_ck
yes really
i just wanna go a bout
my day
life makes me wanna fade away
sh_t always put me in my brain
i’m insane got these
drugs i’m not f_cking dealing
higher than the castle ceiling

(verse)

we can turn this to a micheal bay movie scene
got claws like wolverine
f_ck i need some caffeine
i try to be fine but i can’t ignorе the sh_t the be upsеtting me
alll the godd_mn time
like every one that drives
by, hanging out there window waving hi
wearing a disguise, but that’s fine
i got my nine
don’t call my line, cause i won’t be there
cause i don’t f_cking care
problems i’ll ignite
don’t look at me an stare
it’s on sight we can f_cking fight through the night
werewolf my fangs sharp like knifes
forming a big appetite
ready to plot an strike
i’m planning on it
i might steal a car tonight
i don’t give a f_ck if i’m in the right
psycho path despite
counseling i might
k!ll a mother f_cker tonight
might k!ll a motherf_cker tonight
(chorus)

(verse 2)

f_ck it, i’m kicking buckets
picking pockets
an stabbing homeless
crazy sh_t i’m on it i just need a
violence (gin) a tonic
sip it on the rocks till i find my next target or vomit, jeffery dahmer sh_t i’m on it, if i had a bomb i’d drop it crazy sh_t i’m f_cking demonic
atomic, someone yelling, get that man a straight jacket f_cking lock it
i’m obnoxious, got bodies in toxins
until the the law
finds the saw
an i’m caught inside townhall on the top floor
with the men in charge
the revolver was pulled out from the drawer, now i’m playing russian roulette, what a crazy life i’ve come to bet, with three fat guys named, pg, wilson an george
wilson pulls the sh_t out first, lets it right off, blows his dome completely through the top
f_cking bullets comes back off the wall an hits george in the b_lls an while he’s bleeding out he gets on all fours an starts munching on wilson’s forearm
(chorus)

- rabs music lyrics

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