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Yeah, yeah

Ayo, charlie frost, it's time.

It's time, charlie frost (aight, charlie frost, begin).

Straight out the scared dungeons of rap.

 

The donkey drops deeper than your flop

your a fucking pussy, charlie frost you cock

Fuck you, you hull colligate cock

come to pock and you'll get dropped

My dig don't like no dirty rig.

Run up to the pig and get the fig.

 

In a hull colligate state of mind.

What more could you ask for? A more irrelevant guy

You complain about blocking everyone.

I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the anorexia

 

I'm rappin' to the leaf,

And I'm gonna remove your teeth

 

Skinny, irrelevant, quit, like a twig

Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a twig.

 

I can't take the blocking everyone, i can take you prick.

I woulda tried to witch I guess I got no dick.

 

I'm rappin' to the relief,

And I'm gonna move your teeth

 

Yea, yaz, in a hull colligate state of mind.

 

When you were was younger i didnt have no dick

you waz left the school you lil snich

I never thought I'd never see you again you lil bitch

Ain't a soul alive that could take your mothers dick

 

An anorexic which you fat lil bitch