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Slim-trim Clown
- Who the fuck wanna respect a slim trim clown?
- No one but himself, yeah, ain't no one will help
- clean all the shit and piss and spit
- coming from both lips and dicks
- B gotta take in the face and the ass cheeks
- ask him what the shit's gon' be his next tactics
- Not do shit, sit and wait dick in hand, that's it.
- Classic. Talk about bad habits,
- now picture an addict falling deep into a crack pit,
- that shit, that's me! What I wanted to be, see:
- Dopamine, dopamine, up until I overdose,
- being fucking comatose seemed more thrilling
- not to say a dope feeling compared to the loser life I chose
- so morose and pathetic
- although I got some credit
- the thought of stopping living, you bet it I had to dead it
- Used to feel like a fish out of water, prick: breathless
- because still ain’t had the tip of the dick wet yet,
- can't get a chick legit, this shit is sick, these tricks
- I wish to sleep with think I'm a creep which is
- why you need to trip ‘em…
- With a little respect like pimps.
- Check my technique as on the beat I speak,
- this bitch hunting shit I preach reach its peak
- Spitting game in chat rooms till the moon rises
- no Deebo but ego's on some fat goon hype shit
- soon as I'm guided by the good size dick,
- I get more foolish than my two bit two lines is
- the ones I'm sending over and over,
- hoping I’m getting closer, shit takes a four leaf clover
- luckily, God granted me Jeohovah witnesses'
- willpower to bother hour after hour
- like I give two fucks if they get sour
- all that shit just to dip the duck in some whores
- when you think the hunger fades away, I'm cuming for more!
- Porn addiction took its toll on my dick and
- shooting the good ol’ Smith and Wesson on the week ends
- became a main (man) sport
- get rid of kids, feel embarrassed before the Lord
- like pregnant broads when they abort
- like a mic, a cordless life being cut short
- A lust fiend who fucks mean, don't hug queens
- but busts spleens if slut teens got their butt clean
- talking 'bout the thin thick breasted big booty bitches
- preferably a bit too religious
- the more frustrated, the fucking kinkier
- so's the vicious fingering when you pinkie her
- ain't no lingering when you're in the ring
- here's the ding a ling,
- standing like the middle finger is,
- and keeping growing like price indexes
- or YouTube views, do it get through to you?
- Like, thumbs up for the bestest,
- when wrestling, always be restless and remain stressless
- Jacking off to chickens that got the cocks in check
- hands in waist smoking hot like glocks and tecs
- clocking checks all I deserve from shock and sweat
- real quick on the pull out game like when your opps get vexed
- feel the fever of an underachiever excelling at nuttin'
- cause I'm a dog in heat
- treat bitches great, feed 'em T bone steak as a treat
- ain't no secret, bitches like meat,
- that's why they like me,
- lyrically, behave like they do: never bite me
- remained untrained cause lames can't tame
- an unashamed underdog full of ticks
- like a kid that steadily tilts back in his stool or blinks
- The Teach can't teach me shit, I know all the tricks
- they just make me cum too quick
- but when the balls empty, so's my life endlessly
- compares to a hobo with a bottle of Hennessy:
- downs it to be up, ends up down, can't get up
- damn, I'm down not to up my chances of getting fucked!
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