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My Massacre Single Version

Intro: [Reversed]

Verse 1:
You might think I’m a crazed man, like a deranged fan, with so much rage he could blow the cage door to his den
But then again that’s what I am, a crazy motherfucker with an attitude
I aimed it at the school and of course they’d come after you
But maybe it was fate, I don’t care for all the hate, but be careful cause my state of mind is something you cannot relate
The truth is I was bait, they wanted to see me put to death so I’d digress, I was just stress for them
They said they tried their best, they can kiss my ass cause they were less than helpful and more hateful
Yes I hate you, I guess that’s just your staple, but keep running cause I’ll keep cumming till I hit that fat bitch with a facial
And David Miller is just mad I won’t give him anal, fooling around like it was April
Yes I am unstable, you gave me the wrong label, and now I ain’t playing
Oh you think I’m playing well then I’ll name names, you think this is a game

Hook 2x:
They all wanna see me put to death, for something that I didn’t do
You can say it isn’t true, but now I’m gonna respond, it’ll keep going on and on

Verse 2:
And a couple of faggots don’t scare me, so beware of me, get away from me
Cause you don’t know what I’ll be staying
You can stop waving that white flag or I’ll start flaying your skin off like a dirty rag
End up in a bodybag, I’ll slap any woman or man
Who thinks they’re bigger then they already are
Stop a truck run your ass over like I did with momma’s car
Like I give a fuck what a couple of pussies think of me
I wish they loathe me, but they really love me
It’s just confusing, cause they know I’m shooting but they staying in place like they’ve already had a gun in their face
Like I’m gonna fuck around and leave a trace or not conceal the murder weapon like when I saw you pussies and the mall and all you did was grab your balls and call your friends and that was all
Because when if I ever fall, it won’t be the end, cause I will crawl and still brawl while you faggots are running scared of me, my enemies on their knees, like Pac with the Hennessy, leave me be, fuck you faggots feel me!

Hook 2x:
They all wanna see me put to death, for something I didn’t do
You can say it isn’t true, but now I’m gonna respond, it’ll keep going on and on

Verse 3:
“Luigi you should stop talking bout shooting”. Shut bitch you think I’m stupid
I’m a keep doing whatever I want, wherever I want
I’m a keep flipping them off, to whoever I want, whenever I want
(I said)
2x I’m a keep doing whatever I want, whenever I want, to whoever I want, wherever I want
CAUSE I DON’T GIVE A FUCK! And that’s what I want
It’s crack that I’m on
Don’t fuck with a blonde, a rabid tongue
And I’m a keep cursing and dropping all the F-bombs!
While your 11 year old daughter sits on my long cock
I aim at the kids from the burbs, who relate to the words even tho they’ve never felt hunger before
I’m evil down to the core, no I’ve never been poor before, but I’ve contemplated suicide whore
So don’t tell me about the happy picture, I give you my fucking vision of my position
I don’t give a fuck what you are wishing and take it and listen or hate and leave it


Hook 2x:
They all wanna see me put to death, for something I didn’t do
You can say it isn’t true, but now I’m gonna respond, it’ll keep going on and on

Outro:
Dr. Amy Gdala:
So that’s why, huh. Don’t you think, even just 1 percent that it was your fault as well

Luigi:
Dr. Amy, this is how I’ve been thinking. You’re supposed to analyze that shit right —

Dr. Amy Gdala:
Language, Luigi

Luigi:
Sorry, sorry, but yea. My job is to say how I’ve been feeling, your job is to tell me if that’s good or not. Good?

Dr. Amy Gdala:
Little smart mouth, huh? I’ll enjoy you, oh I sure will

Artista: A Fi Beats



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