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letra de edgelord - dech and musi

[intro]
everyone wants edgy

[verse 1]
up in dexter’s lab serial murdering these beats
khaled called ‘em callous, they don’t want us to get these eats
i get fruit by the feet
a melon every meter
tweet my cornucopic thoughts, flow as fertile as demeter’s
sippin’ on margaritas with rita ora and cousin skeeter
that double feature
you know i get that
facetime in with my strumpets and my muppets
skeet shootin’ and skeet shootin’ in time for tea and crumpets
trumpets
by the sandbox blaring wale’s ‘one hundred hunnid’
the recess king bob is convening a local summit
drop your shovels punt your pails ’cause it’s time to kick the bucket youngin’ (these f-cking youngbloods)

hope you wrote your final list like groceries
get the corvette in the will, i’m etched in the upholstery
d-e-c-h dech, so you n-ggas already know it’s me
wrote that sh-t in wingdings that’s ill-strative poetry
i’m the illest, so to speak

[chorus]
here we go prepare yourself for some edgy guy
[verse 2]
i’m full of myself
call me an autocannibal
neurotically despotic, my domination tyrannical
iron fisted your girl on satin, said my good looks are satanical
sionara señor roboto, your bed game sadly mechanical
got that viking stroke
though my last name isn’t peterson
hit it like hitler
she joseph goebbels
then auf wiedersehn
moxie of a n-z- and more tasteless than monoxide
by proxy, i’m not pc my mind more closed brock’s eyes
friggit i’m a bigot (yikes)
but at least i ain’t trump
rj barrett at tip-off, i was ballin’ from the jump
slinging more bars than the front shelf of a brooklyn bodega
crush your soul and cast your dreams aside, my middle name is sega i’m the genesis of g*nius, pour a guinness out for regis
egregiously prestigious st–z that a priest in prep school preaches oral orifice as filthy as the shore of orchard beach is

[interlude]
f-ck this rap sh-t
f-ck this rap sh-t (the fl!ck of your wrist)
(you might offer up a small prayer to the subway gods)
f-ck this rap sh-t
f-ck this rap sh-t (the fl!ck of your wrist)
[verse 3]
f-ck this rap sh-t
it ain’t f-cking keen as peaches when these bleachers cleanly packed with corpses of clorox bleaches
corporations orchestrating the minstrels whitey beseeches
systemic oppr—
nah, f-ck that sh-t

it’s so funny how i curve these snow bunnies (heh)
pass the doobie to my nubian
people claiming the color ’cause they grandpa half peruvian (da f-ck?)
imma go and cop a kufi then
f-ck a mayan this the minefield mind of a minority
detonating to end the world and waver the white authority
invading safe sp-ce of selective southern sororities
a queer and trans ally who’s as straight as his priorities
check your privilege y’all

[outro]

edgy occurs when middle-brow middle age profiteers are looking to suck the energy, not to mention spending money, out of the quote unquote “youth culture.” so they come up with this big concept of seeming to be dangerous when every move they make is the result of market research and a corporate master plan

- dech and musi

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