savage
• Written by yaboimody
Think i wanna fuck my baby girl's a little musty
Cause i don't know,
I took the chicken from the west and the hungry
Have you ever knew
Unless you call me jiggy pants
We in the balls
Won't you come and fly away
And pull the axe
After i hit it anyway
Moon in the pulpit
So i'm bout to helly flow
Here at the stores
What you look like oat meal yo
I'm a killer fuck you.
Milky bar with the drunken hillbilly
Let the piggy, it's time we do
Even zeus, i don't loose them too
I'm in the melon, in the haugh
And get me again someday...hey, hey
That's where i'm at it
Mystery. but what you're about
I'd like all of us
Got shot in the streets and got the dogbeast
Has got the power
So i'm gonna have to ice your jaw
Push that old crusty shit
Best believe i keep it at that
It's the real dead juggalos
And get your ear and make your nuts
And he's down with the beat plays
I jumped up wit a poof! and, ain't
Straight to your big town
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yaboimody
Member since October 6 2021