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tony mike - world's most hated lyrics
(intro)
-sucking sound accompanied by moaning-
-baby crying as sucking and moaning continues-
man- “would you shut that f-cking baby up?”
-crying continues-
robin- “would you shut the f-ck up?!”
-door slams-
-baby cooing-
(verse 1)
that’s my momma throwing a hissy fit, i’m hungry, i wanna t-tty b-tch/
just give me 6 minutes, then you can go back to lickin d-ck
i’ll leave you sh-ttin bricks with just a little bit of the sh-t i spit/
illegitimate, my aunt terri doesn’t like my lyrics, awe fiddlesticks!
i’m just a g-nius at this sh-t, have you suck my p-n-s at the tip/
3 minutes ago, i was dropping ghb in your gin
i’ll give you a reason to flip, this is what i’m teaching your kid/
your p-ssy’s smellin’ like heated sh-t, b-tch, you need to clean your cl-t
when i proceed to spit, i give your heart a sudden murmur/
cuz i’m as hot as a crack rock on top of a bunsen burner
i wasn’t nurtured or raised, got my -ss beat while being bathed/
missed days of school and get my excuses from dr. dulay
and motherf-ck what you say, smack off your grandpa’s tupé/
i’ll beat every b-tch i do date, and they all come back like a boomerang
you see a pig, holler “suey”, i wouldn’t wanna get locked again/
up in the pen eating grits with all my friends
(hook)
this is tony mike!
i could give a f-ck if you hate it!
(x2)
the world’s most hated!
(x2)
tony mike!
(interlude, during hook)
yo, i’m in my apartment complex right now, neighbors banging on the door, telling me to turn my sh-t down, or they gonna call the law. haha
(verse 2)
i’m tired of dealing with this f-ck sh-t, your granny can get her c-nt split/
my dumb b-tch gets mad when i punch her, awe, tough sh-t!
not the one to f-ck with, i’ll kill you then eat your shadow/
f-ck a kid in the -sshole, give him candy so he don’t tattle
i’m from madville, the prost-tute capital, pat doyal’s a h-m-s-xual/
he banned me from the church ‘cuz i wouldn’t suck his t-st-cl-s
your grannies panties are edible, i f-ck her with fresh vegetables/
i’m the “suicidal king”, wench, place me on a pedestal
my head is full, of thoughts unethical, words not lexical/
shoot at the federals, these triple c’s are incredible!
i roll joints with nicoderm cq, abuse antabuse/
do whatever the f-ck i wanna do and then use my youth as an excuse
chew on a cooche till it fills with ooze and wash it down with booze/
get p-ssed when i lose at clue, cuz i’m too drunken and confused
i don’t cry when people die, i throw a party and laugh my -ss off/
rob a bank during friday lunch, and forget i have my mask off
you f-cking with sasquatch, i shrink and jump in my matchbox/
drive to thumbelina’s, swerving, drunk off of a mad dog
when i was a kid, mom would constantly wash my mouth out with soap/
i’d spit dawn i’m her face then call her a “nasty hoe”
imma die from an overdose, huff raid, and then smoke a roach
promised not to c-m in a virgin, but won’t tell her when i’m close
i go to schools and talk to folks about the dangers of when you smoke/
when i’m done i end the segment telling “dead baby” jokes
(hook)
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