young whippersnapper - five fingers كلمات الأغنية
[intro]
“i know words, i have the best words, i have the best—but there’s no better word than stupid. right? there is none”
“i gots to talk, i gotta tell what i feel. i gotta talk about my life as i see it”
[verse 1]
i got a feeling that you’re probably like, “this motherf-cker gonna flop,” and you’re probably right
i’m hard-wired to fail, it’s like a part of me like the way that trump supporters find it really hard to be white
you gotta pardon me–psych! i ain’t taking it back, oh
you wanna build a wall? here’s the keys to the backhoe
i apologize that your man’s an -ssh0l-
but i don’t criticize, i examine the facts, oh
that whippersnapper, he as hot as tabasco
for the beef, man, i gotta put a knot in the l-sso
did you not see my spot at the last show?
if you wanna play games you will not even p-ss go
i catch a rhythm when i’m chilling at a coffee shop
awful hot, gotta jot an awful lot
i am mixing coffee and rapping and acting evil
i guess you could call me a capp-pacino
couldn’t p-ss that one, that’s a free throw
if you still missed it–shaq, well, he’d know
government is looking like backwards eagle
seeing twelve percent of people like they’re black but equal
i guess i need eyes that i lack to see how we could go elect a downright fascist evil
hold me back ‘fore i go and bash his ego
tie him up with the beauty pageant sashes until he shows us every single tax doc-ment as penances
that’ll show him what a conflict of interest is!
[hook]
kick in the door, saying to 44, “we’re begging you barack, don’t leave us, oh sh-t!”
’cause now a narcissist gonna lead us, oh sh-t!
all because an email was deleted, no sh-t he’s gonna get us into world war iii so quick
and to even think about him’s making me so sick
so i see no point in waiting ’till the end of f-cking times
to drop a few rhymes on a beat so sick
[bridge ]
on your mark, get set, go! let me go say “f-ck you” to the dude in the bad toupee
i don’t wanna say that i had to, but i’m really glad that i did ’cause i’m mad today
’cause everything seeming really bad, dude, and he is a bad dude, and it’s really sad to say
it wasn’t just a really really bad few, man, it was my dad too, now i got a bad toothache
[verse 3]
this the five fingers of death, not a single one a little one
in fact, each of ’em is a big, long, middle one
one for the rust belt, two for the kremlin
three for the dnc and its gremlins
four for the fbi and its meddling and five for literally sixty-three million of you
seriously. what the f-ck guys?
[hook]
[outro]
“but there’s no better word than stupid. right? there is none. there is none.”
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