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letra de dick punch - chauncey666

[intro]
(“i’m barrack obama, and i approve this message.”)
hahahahahaha hahaaa
hola como estas? (ah haaa) (skrrt)
orange gang
lynch mob (-gags-)
f-ck
okayyy (brrr)
my d-ck got hard
(plegh plegh)
yuh yuh

[verse]
3d life is bout as real as caitlyn jenner’s v-g-n- (woah)
i hate to pretend to be true to you, or b-tch get to dying (die b-tch)
chauncey did 9/11 but they blaming al qaeda (yuh)
i’m an american terrorist
hahaha b-tch i’m laughing (brra)
digging up a grave with john mccain
and nut in his casket (yuh)
not talking acorns and almonds
i’m consistently wicked (uh-huh)
even at an indian burnin
b-tch dont get it twisted (brrra)
just know im sick and s-d-stic
destined for h-ll but i’m not mad in the slightest (no)
there’s a party in my pants tell “????” she’s invited
f-ck yo flag and ignite it
i don’t wear pants i’m a tyrant
nirvana shotgun blow your mind
now you lookin enlightened
i close my eyes when i shoot i don’t care who live and who dying (yuh)
my d-ck got hard when you crying
b-tch i go soft as a diamond
look at me when i k!ll you last thing you gon’ see is me smiling
f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck about nuh-thing
i do drugs so i can feel some-thing
i’m sick and tired of living
i got a lot problems in me but i’m actin dismissive
nope never sober
i do it over and over and over and over
i got no bl–dy b-tch, i’m a loner
what the f-ck is a friend
i just want it to end
people sometimes say they love me
but i know they pretend it
i think i’m just gonna end it
i know that h-ll’s where im headed
f-ck
chauncey’s got no future
and frankly i don’t give a f-ck
b-tch
my mom thinks i act selfdestruct-
-ive
f-ck it
maybe i do
maybe i love it

i’m sending rounds at your top like yamulka
b-tch give me top like a dreidal on hannukah
she blowin me like my d-ck a harmonica
i’m smoking moonrocks, location andromeda
measure my flow and i’ll bust yo thermometer
look at my bust down and talk to your commoners
(????) cant run a kilometer
think you’re an anorexic to a gobbler
i got two p’s on me like i’m smokepurpp
yeah i smoke purp
ruby suck my d-ck like go-gurt
till her throat hurt then i bone her
i’m the dookie, on your wrist some pebbles
my wrist fruity boulders
got a bad b-tch giving hot head
ugly hoes give you cold shoulder
skrrrrt
matthias tyner on the beat b-tch

- chauncey666

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