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letra de mentally ill - bryce breckenridge

[verse 1]
i’m made mentally ill, but is your family real?
you just got shot, now you know how the terrorist feels
now is the time to have this f-ckin’ narrator k!lled
’cause if captain america won’t then the sub mariner will
i am a microwave, i make people wanna blow up
when i show up in high school, making [lydia] throw up
this sh-t is real, motherf-cker now you wanna know what
happens when you get dissed, ’cause now you’ll never grow up
remember what i just said, ’cause b-tches wanna fight boys
em said in ’98 “i spike punch and light joints”
i like noise, i hear people getting stabbed in thyroids
now you wanted suicide, ’cause now you’re shoving nine toys
down in ya f-ckin’ throat, so y’all can die in h-ll
see, this is what i do to people, only by themselves
you better like it or else, ’cause rappers go f-ck your life up
now you wanna fight but, two worlds are gonna collide ’cause…

[verse 2]
now i’m going to high school, y’all don’t want me to test it
taking a beef to next level with less b-tches and yes-men
the next lesson: you eating sh-t just to ingest it
like a crescent, f-ckin’ vendetta in the intestine
i start sh-t off by turning you rappers into g-y wives
you hate life? then why not f-ck off in broad daylight?
now you contemplate why your mom has even borne you
so she could afford you, enslaven you like four jews
wiping out half of humanity while i hold two mics
and spit in front of a man with cornrolls that been rolled too tight
your new life in new heights’ about to f-ckin’ explode
the maximum effect is when i smack blondes into hoes
i copy lyrics, and what i shot? i shot yo p-n-s
i’m f-ckin’ lives up, having your mom drive the prius
and i could mean it, if [katelynn] had died a death
your life’s possessed, if it meant f-ckin’ your wife for cess

[hook]
i’m mentally ill, am i sick?
(i’m) f-cking lives up in minutes
(these) b-tches wanna die tonight
(i’m) partying and i get high
i’m mentally ill, am i sick?
(i’m) f-cking lives up in minutes
(these) b-tches wanna die tonight
(i’m) partying and i get high
i’m mentally ill, am i sick?
(i’m) f-cking lives up in minutes
(these) b-tches wanna die tonight
(i’m) partying and i get high

- bryce breckenridge

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