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Bounce Back
- When I'm rapping, I grab some lube and flick the mic on while I'm fapping,
- Shut your flapping little fucking mouth before I have to smack you,
- My stamina is back to back, you're jerkin' with a flaccid package.
- If you step to me, your balls will meet my spastic stabbage.
- You withered like some cabbage,
- lettuce (Let us) fuck your bitch and rip some babbage.
- Until my lungs collapse, I will never kick this habit.
- You used to have it, sick flow mixed with a tone you'd think was rabid,
- But you said fuck the game and hopped away like you're a rabbit.
- I guess you never really cared for the endless chase of fame,
- You wanted school to bring you up, learning shit was in your brain,
- Education DNA, You thought I put my age to waste,
- Because "Rapping has no fucking point, It all just sounds the same"
- Well how am I sounding now, with your speakers blaring loud,
- Bumping every track I make, and yet you say that you ain't proud,
- Fucking worm, Didn't think that I would see straight through your shroud,
- You basically gave me the septar, where's the fucking crown?
- We both were from the same town, both grew up and headed down,
- Like a fucking astronaut above the clouds, breaks the barrier of sound.
- Both had bitches that we loved, both of them had given up,
- On trying to pull us out our mental state, who gave a fuck?
- Definitely not fucking us, both content with fucking up,
- Every day we gobbled drugs, in the night we hassled plugs,
- And when twilight came we morphed into monsters needing blood.
- Now I'm stuck, rapping over beats just ain't enough,
- Ever since my damn producer got thrown into cuffs,
- And you are dead off in some state because you ate a hooker's muff.
- I guess I'll wait until my fate decides I've had it rough,
- It'll kill me off and who will know? Push may come to shove,
- I just hope that when I die I see the heaven up above,
- Burst into a burning flame, because my soul can't toughen up.
- Lucifer, he calls my name, and well...I've given up.
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