Lyrics Kidd.CYNICAL – JACKASS!

JACKASS! Lyrics – Kidd.CYNICAL

Singer: Kidd.CYNICAL
Title: JACKASS!

Warning
The sh#t in this movie is performed by professionals, n#gg#
So for the safety of yo homies and everybody around you
[What the f#ck is up, n#gg#?

Don’t do this sh#t at home
f#ck is you talkin bout?
I just stabbed an orphan in the f#ckin eyeball, n#gg#
[Damn, n#gg#

Back in the day, my mamanem used to have a subscription to Jet Magazine
[Shit, Joey!
[What the f#ck is up, Denny’s?
I be fist fighting children with my full adult strength and sh#t, n#gg#

Cuz f#ck them kids
I don’t like children
Hell you talm bout
Creep in the spot, Reach in my pocket

[Frah!
I turn a cop to a hashtag
Want the fetti, so I gotta stack that
Put the president’s head in a trash bag

b#tch I move diabolical
This is thе chronicle
You n#gg#s comical
Flow putting all these lil n#gg#s to tеst, no math class

Johnny Knoxville, she think imma jackass
Semi-automatic got him coughing up stomach acid
Attacking with the f#cking blade, take a n#gg# face off
Put him in the sky, make a n#gg# take liftoff

Umm, chopper make a n#gg# do the waltz like Christoph
n#gg# talk sh#t, get picked off
c#m in her mouth, she spit it out like Slipknot
Imma turn the switch off

I’m a different n#gg# when I’m pissed off
Why you cappin for the internet? You know you gotta stop it
n#gg# lame, steady claimin that he gang bangin and he keep a pocket rocket
See the bodies droppin cuz my

Bloody blade, bloody knuckle
She eat my dick like it’s honeysuckle
Get more paper than a study circle
Richard Thompson with the money shuffle

Out to murder all you yuppie couples
Catch a blade to the belly, I’m tummy tuckin
Get f#cked
And these n#gg#s so mediocre

Pearls on my Vivienne Westwood choker
Halloween mask when I mob in october
Hole in his dome, now that boy need a doner
His brain on my chucks, and you smelling the odor

Blood on my teeth make me look like the joker
Creep in the spot, Reach in my pocket
[Frah!
I turn a cop to a hashtag

Want the fetti, so I gotta stack that
Put the president’s head in a trash bag
b#tch I move diabolical
This is the chronicle

You n#gg#s comical
Flow putting all these lil n#gg#s to test, no math class
Johnny Knoxville, she think imma jackass
Creep in the spot, Reach in my pocket

I turn a cop to a hashtag
Want the fetti, so I gotta stack that
Put the president’s head in a trash bag
b#tch I move diabolical

This is the chronicle
You n#gg#s comical
Flow putting all these lil n#gg#s to test, no math class
Johnny Knoxville, she think imma jackass
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