Rebellious
• Written by Freakester
Freakester's Notes
Starts at 0:25
I'm the freaking God of Mischief, Everyone knows how I like to rip shit,
Apart into two pieces like Malena Morgan likes to lick dicks,
Enough of the statistics, lets go into wreck bliss, kill this,
Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with,
Yeah, you should know, that my cash flow is in the wrong hands,
you asshole, like I was in an aftermath of some nigga creaming his pant hole.
Losers, think you can take me on,
Lemme tell 'em how you fucked your own mom with a strap on.
Haha, lemme give it to ya, you WON.
Believe me I never intended to compete, I was just reluctant to heed
Into you losers brain game, I was born inadvertent to you creeps
I could just booze off this fame train, and let ya rise , thinking,
you are ahead of me yet again, but I'd come back and stomp you
leaving thee
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Freakester
Member since November 29 2013