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[intro: whipstick, mr 8 legz]
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
take a shot every time this idiot laughs like that over the course of the album
see, it’s like, some of you forgot who the f_ck we are
did ya? ‘cause it’s hard to forget when you’re f_ckin’ n0body, dude
that’s right, legz! we’re f_ckin’ n0body, treat us like it! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
about time we f_ckin’ agree
yo, intros like this are mad f_ckin’ stupid though, dog
yeah, intros like this are stupid! that’s called irony, dumbass!
yo, god d_mn it!

[verse 1: whipstick]
we took some time off, f_ck it, we gave them a break
now we put the mask on, you dummy, that’s your mistake
time to back it up and pack it up laughin’ it’s all tragic
happenin’ whether you know it or not like it’s magic
a knock at the cabin in the middle of suburbia
except we made the choice for ya sending your body vertical
burning up all the follicles hurting you like it’s personal
cancer patients in the air, but the homie’s terminal
listen up in here, tell you what you wanna hear
your mother hasn’t messaged me for a minute, that’s something weird
i’m running from the fear, wondering if once a year
we can stick a finger in her inner ear and f_ck her rear
i’m on bath salts, drown you in the bathtub
sharpening the knife while i’m giving you a back rub
targeting your life while i’m trying to make you act up
screaming in the night while i’m listening to daft punk
[chorus: whipstick]
we the bumps in the night
ain’t no need for the fight
‘cause it’s like yo it’s what we are
we the monsters under the covers
who run up and smother you with the pillow
you f_cked up, ‘cause we are
all the reasons that you thinkin’ about
all the graves dug up ‘cause it’s what we are
just a bunch of trash and a couple of friends
here to ruin your day ‘cause it’s what we are

[verse 2: mr 8 legz]
yo, i could describe us, but what’s more important
is we’re a constant reminder as to why they get abortions
pro life or pro choice, you wanna take the risk
that some fetus out there could mature into another me or whip?
that’s like the antichrist arriving in triplets
then two of ‘em ate one for fun, just to be d_cks, sh_t
musical slit wrists with audible assistance
all you hear is dead people, blind watching sixth sense
what we are is a plague in the yard
many say isn’t ours, but you’ll wait, you can park down the way
walk your ass to the gate, can relay all your hate
but can’t play ‘cause you actin’ like a b_tch, dog
p_ssed off, why, ‘cause you gotta play pretend
that you’re cool with the people who are my actual friends?
stalking our channel to drop hate as soon as you can
everybody who love us does the same, way to look like a fan
you p_ssy
[chorus: whipstick]
we the bumps in the night
ain’t no need for the fight
‘cause it’s like yo it’s what we are
we the monsters under the covers
who run up and smother you with the pillow
you f_cked up, ‘cause we are
all the reasons that you thinkin’ about
all the graves dug up ‘cause it’s what we are
just a bunch of trash and a couple of friends
here to ruin your day ‘cause it’s what we are

[verse 3: whipstick]
all we ever wanted was to show you that you’re out of luck
and your life is trash, we’re gonna say it, you suck
we gonna finger the sl_t while you calling her a wife
art imitating life, we finna spit it precise
that’s a fact, skull cracked, your body wrapped up in plastic
drag it, running through the intersection fastest
whoa, whoa, with the photo, fantastic
thinking oh no, punch you in and call it cassius

[verse 4: mr 8 legz]
ay, you ever noticed how adam cole and britt baker look alike?
well, you can make like them and probably f_ck yourself
there ain’t a camel clutch in h_ll that i’d ever decide to help
a whiny p_ssy crying about how they ain’t felt (f_ck outta here)
feel this d_ck in your trachea turned l_b__
and no i won’t peep your cd, bro, won’t baby ya
i’d rather be stuck in traffic during a natural disaster
trying to pass a massive kidney stone with a shy bladder
you c_nt
[chorus: whipstick]
we the bumps in the night
ain’t no need for the fight
‘cause it’s like yo it’s what we are
we the monsters under the covers
who run up and smother you with the pillow
you f_cked up, ‘cause we are
all the reasons that you thinkin’ about
all the graves dug up ‘cause it’s what we are
just a bunch of trash and a couple of friends
here to ruin your day ‘cause it’s what we are

[skit: kyle moore, whipstick, mr 8 legz]
alright, so i’m starting you feel you out
kinda sus
is that right?
edward, you’re obnoxious and fun_loving
yo, big facts
and jacob, you are angry, all the time
okay, and who the f_ck thinks that?!
how are you friends?
i do
who the f_ck said we were friends
you little c_cky assh0l_?
what do you– what?
people think you’re funny?
my mom does!
n0body thinks sh_t!
just shut the f_ck up, mind your business
and play the next f_ckin’ song!

- super famous fun time guys

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