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the unknown factor – no fucks given cypher كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: the unknown factor]
i’m a host and a fiend, just entertainer
but best believe through you i’m also a stranger
and stranger danger is what i’d want you to see
when you come journey into the unknown with me
just, please homie, don’t be going and giving a f_ck
this is no f_cks given and i can’t stand for such
any luck? well, i doubt that’ll stand
chuckklez, get the box, it’s time for the island
it’s no bullsh_t (agh!)
just ask poke and diddy
start thinking critical sh_t’s about to get real gritty
freaky, f_cked up, i hope you don’t get dreary
weary my dear, sorry, there’s no siri
the guidance we offеr is just some crazy f_cks
the sciencе of n.f.g.r., it’s a little rough
and for me, well, you’ve probably had enough
so, i go and let my bros smash you up

[verse 2: n0053]
g_g_giving no f_cks, this is record relapse with your host n0053
whipping up instrumentals with your boy [demonic double chug?]
featuring wickedness and recognition for the underground
violence is what we spit, so, suck up to the sound
ripping up competition, no bias
yeah, we the new addition
bodies in the bas_m_nt, they punching to blurring up my vision
so, b_tches don’t be crossing me
i’m gripping the f_cking kids [redacted] with these b_tches, just like i was mccroskey, yuh
these ugly b_tches, no snitches, b_tch, i’ll be leaving stitches
got the triple sixes upon my image, b_tch, go get with it
motherf_ckers thinking that they the hottest sh_t
but they bit off of every_motherf_cking_body else with a deal
i can’t believe it, this underground sh_t is out of control
got these p_ssies flowing out bleeds, that b_tch is f_cking up a stall
copycats with they f_cking sloppy ads, yah
better get with the f_cksh_t, conjunction or keep the speakers bumping…
[verse 3: mistah dkb]
b_tch, don’t give no f_cks and i don’t neither
n.f.g.r. steady blasting out my speakers
smelling like reefer, i hardly am a drinker
i’m ’bout to turn this corner but i hardly use a blinker
spitting that ether, go and get the bodybags
they don’t want you to know that aliens hate my broadcasts
smoking on that bomb grass kush, show her the endo
i’m trying to get my mind right for super nertendo
this the info that i’m giving
your b_tch sound familiar
what little bruh? 4_2_3 is the familia
mister_i’m_k!lling_ya
shank him in the liver, shake and shiver
dump your body in the lake or in the river
got a face just like a k!ller
eyes of a madman, i’m mad man
throw your album in the trash can, i smash fam
so, don’t f_ck with him
i smoke blunts with him
this that no f_cks given, k!ller

[verse 4: chuckklez]
let me take you on a journey through the mouth of madness
where me and the unknown factor will decapitate you f_ggots
for talking all that sh_t, but guess what? we don’t give no f_cks
because we’ll ship your ass in a box towards an island where you’re completely out of luck
we’re viewing on your death so long with l_mo 415
i’m the freaky f_cked up ferard where we separating your spines
cuz we’re schizophrenic, psychopathic, lyrical madmen bringing the damage
know that your blood be on the mound while my homeboy wake it like a f_cking savage
you’re looking at a legend with some serious mental issues
spitting up some of that evil sh_t while i’m dragging this knife through your muscle tissues
these voices keep on saying to bathe inside of that crimson red
i left your body hollow to keep me sane without my f_cking mess
for now and no one’s safe anymore cuz i’m breaking down that f_cking door
that no one’s ever seen before
so, let the bodies hit the floor
n.f.g.r. is the station that you hoes are afraid of
so, shut your f_cking lips or else it’s time for your execution
[verse 5: l_mo 415]
chop_chop_chopping your ears off with a rusted blade
talk that sh_t, get f_cked in the face (b_tch)
fist_f_ck your _n_s with a hand grenade (oh)
lace your weed with raid before i smoke you out (hahaha)
jump in a vat of grease before i choke you out
take out your breath like faces of death
k!ll you in ways you wouldn’t expect (haha)
sharpen your kids toys then enter your neck (slash)
my goons are on deck to dispose your body
last house on the left, make a hoe go potty
before we cut her, this washed_up thotty
we having a dinner made of chopped up hotties
freaky f_cked up fear hour bringing the fear
we k!lling these snitches, no singing in here
chuckklez back to l_mo 415
three rappers that will f_ck up your life

[verse 6: mic wreka]
yeah, wreka the rap affiliate
bewitch on the radio, k!lling it
no f_cks given so listen in and pull up on the internet
interviews with rappers with sick_ass spits
stop with stalking, that’s sick_ass sh_t
a radio that is pimp as sh_t because we bring that pimp_ass sh_t
now haters disgusted and you know that they can step off cliffs
the rappers who be faking it, i’m standing tall, i’ll make ’em sit
my words, they stick, i mean ’em to
so, don’t let this mislead you fool
i’m incredible, i’ll dead ’em too
drown ’em in a kiddy pool
now tell me why they talking like wreka ain’t really awesome
i’m not, pop and drop ’em
drop a nail through the coffin
call my cousin to come and haul ’em
we a force that they aren’t stopping
we spot ’em and then we off ’em
let the action do the talking
no fairy tales, mary poppins
being fake is not an option
i tell ’em to go and get ’em
they got ’em, they do the chopping
let the chopper do the chomping
i told ’em not to step to this
no f_cks given radio
one cl!ck and i’m on wednesday’s b_tch

- the unknown factor

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