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rhg mike chasteen - tyler, the creator remix - bastard كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
i go to sleep every night with a heart full of hate

early as f-ck to start murdering but now it’s to late

my mother is the only thing i truly got’

i hopy my family bleeds like a f-ckin period dot

my aunt kicked me out for showing up @ 2 in the morning

now i’m out to k!ll b-tches, so heres your f-cking warning

my brain is going insaine, i’m ready to blow up like the towers

my f-ckin’ twin died at birth, i guess he wouldve been the coward, show this 2 your family

[verse 2]
my dad wasn’t there when i needed him

he’s a f-cking story that’ ended before it ever begined

and when he gets out, he can l!ck the tears from the ground

rewind back to when i was five pitchin on the mound

lookin’ out in the crowd wishin i could make you proud

but a empty seat right next to my mother, screaming out loud

i’ll be here forever, you won’t have to worry

my mother is everything i got, that’s the full story, show this 2 your teachers

[verse 3]
i love god, but sometimes i f-ckin wondeh

where was he when i was gettin bullied n makin fun of

where was he when i called out, i can’t take it anymore

i guess he had some other b-tches to deal with, before

he could get to me, but now it’s to f-cking late

and f-ck satan, for makin me this game i’d never play

satan can suck my soft d-ck, i dont really give a f-ck

i have red f-cking hair and the charms still haven’t gave me luck

[verse 4]
i have a bunch of b-tches texting they love me

but your gold diggin -ss wasn’t there when everyone was above me

hop on my d-ck, then i’ll start 2 spit and won’t quit

after we’re finished, i’ll f-ck you again

no disrespect to you or your family miss

im about to blow up every rapper w/o a f-ckin diss

these god d-mn b-tches don’t ever stop texting me

i’ put my d-ck in that phone and c-mmed in their battery

[verse 5]
imma tie this game up, staple it to the f-ckin wall

knife the notes, and watch these ugly lyrics fall

bleed bleed, i just want you to feel my f-cking pain

that i don’t give a sh-t about the b-tches n tha fame

i rap about it, but in reality i’m doing this for my mother

my two little sisters, and my younger brother

so f-ck you, don’t ask to remember you when i’m gone

the only thing i’ll remember is y o u in this song, b-tch

[verse 6]
kids run their f-cking mouth everywhere i go

b-tches talking about how my flow is to slow

this sh-t is poetry, i dont have to rap about weed

i’m f-cking tired of feeling this way, these demons are going crazy

god and satan are both screaming to me, come save me

f-ck it, i’m sick of this p diddy old sh-t

you f-ckin mainstream oldies need to retire before i grab my clip

[verse 7]
imma f-cking shoot this movie, about a kid that grew up a dope phene

i have true sh-t to f-ckin record why all you others recording fake scenes

i don’t have true friends, they all just come and go

more keep coming because they finally see the dedication flow

i just wanna f-cking die, and exprience something new

because this life is a b-tch, i’m sleeping on a bed full of screws

all of these local p-ssy rappers are f-cking annoying

you really think your gonna become something, without knowing what your doing

[verse 8]
my life is turning, and yours is staying the same

in this movie, your the hater, and i’m the fame

2 b’s and got f-cking sh-t on me

my flow is dirty, but my swag stays clean

joey mack you can suck your d-ck you sh-tty -ss rapper

were both white, but everyone knows who’s blacker

your sh-tty quality is nothing, but you still believe i’m whacker

another song about weed b-tches and money, you lame -ss slacker

[verse 9]
and i’m not done, i’ve just begun

i don’t have c-ck your b-tch, and i still got my d-ck aroound her gun

f-ck these white honkies that can’t keep their mouth fit

hating on me when you couldn’t do this if you life depended on it

as you can tell i’m heated and ready to k!ll anbody in front of me

give me that look, and i’ll show you where the devil tortures me

you think you seen it, close and rethink it over

mye eyes will f-ck your brain, and make your pain slower

[verse 10]

man i feel so much f-cking better

now that were together

i feel like i can roll up this world and light it up

take mars n jupiter and mix that sh-t w/ neptune in my cup

i’m not done yet, i have 3 more thinss to say

next time your b-tch complains, tell her i’m sorry 4 the delay

i took this b-tch, and tried to f-ck her in the locker

mr. smith, i’m not feeling too good, can i see the doctor

- rhg mike chasteen

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