Delinquent Lyrics – Mcfee
Singer: Mcfee
Title: Delinquent
Yo hold up I’m coming
Come on man
What you guys doing?
Oh sh#t, go, go
Go, go!
Yeah
Yeah, son! [Yeah son, yeah son]
I-I-I’m a blatant
Losing time that can’t be found
Doing sh#t I’m not allowed
Do what I want, when I want, b#tch
ADD’s how I get down
I’m Jon house
Doing sh#t I’m not allowed
I don’t give a f#ck, sl#t
I’m getting so cut, I’d make a suicidal team with wrist slit, look like he’s untouched
All down to two six and one cup
‘Cause we can die tomorrow, so let’s f#ckin’ live it up
Unprotected sex, never know what you gon’ get
Life’s worth it if the p#ss# fly like throwing around some pets [Meow
Can’t be rolling with regrets, ’cause they lеave you feeling split like emotions for an еx [So f#ck it
Here’s mistakes
In the motherf#ckin’ all the memories they made
There’s more memories to make, so let’s live it like I last
And get this f#ckin’ party jumpin’, till we lick it off her #ss
I came here to lose my mind
And so far I’m doing it right
All my homies in the spot, all the p#ss# looks hot
Yeah, let’s get wild tonight
Grew up as a dum-dum, that all kids will run from
Picking boogers out my nostrils, like “Kids you want some?”
I lose in every freestyle battle, whenever lunch comes
And beat my dick thinking of women, ’cause I never humped one
They say my mind is far out, I gotta harsh out
I’m gonna being argumentative with a smart mouth
I pull up on your block and march down
And beat you f#ckin’ #ss to death, yeah you were hard but you aren’t now
I wake up out my day bare, feeling brain dead
And swinging to the industry, hanging from Lil Wayne’s dreads
I’m dissing rappers just to make bread
And I’ma tell my fans that they can go to Hell, once my name’s spreads
Settle down and grab a snack, tighten up this candle straps
Shut up with your nonsenses, ‘fore you get your Adam’s apple snatched
Flow is so hard when it drop it’s gon’ make the gravel cracking
And I’ma get more paper than Canibus doing battle raps
Cunt f#ck, b#tch [sl#t
I got Tourette’s, f#ckin’ up your piece of mind
Time is always slippin’, v#ginas
So like a mushroom underground, I’m still tryna get a hit
Mushrooms grow
I pop couple feel the whole room globe [Whoa
I see some haters talking reckless with numerics
So I slap ’em till they don’t know where they stand like separated parents
I’m tryna levitate awareness, then living in the box
And have you in generics
So it can get with my hysterics and be generated spirits
And we’ll erase some f#ckin’ havoc, making memories to cherish [Yeah!
I’ma sip it till I’m fainted, get it wilding in this b#tch
Guarantee to make it
So all I do the sh#t now, time’s not to be wasted
I’m like a midget doctor, I have very little patience
Yo Fee what the f#ck are you doing man?
I’m operating on this midget bro
Who the f#cking mi—
Oh sh#t! there’s the f#ckin’ midget
Shit! Everybody there’s a midget dying in this room [Clear!
Oh my God!
Mid—get [Come on], mid—get [Oh my God!
Come on everybody mid—get, mid—get [Clear], mid—get, mid—get [yo, I gotta pulse], mid—get
He’s alive, yeah!!
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