letra de drop out - dev the follower
i usually don’t get this deep, but you done p-ssed me off/
now i’m ‘bout to rip the blades off a motherf-ckin’ chainsaw/
why you say i can’t rap ‘cause i’m white? well, let’s think twice//
do you even got a brain, dog? /
yeah, i said dog… you’re just a f-cking mutt/
don’t got a life, you had one too many doughnuts/
you don’t mean sh-t to me, maybe you should keep your f-ckin’ mouth shut/
all i hear is, quack, quackity-quack like a wild duck/
keep on waddling, you fat b-tch/
lose a couple pounds, get a membership and go and get active/
go get some surgery, you’re lookin’ like elastic/
makeup looking tragic, you need some f-ckin’ practice/
get back, b-tch… you don’t wanna push my b-ttons/
ugly -ss hoe, the product of incest cousins/
you’re a true hater, my anger has been summoned/
high school drop outs don’t amount to nothing/
while you hate, i’m rappin’/
making money, gettin’ -ss and/
skippin’ cl-ss, never p-ss/
faker than kim kardashian’s -ss/
what comes around, goes back around/
you know i don’t give a f-ck about these ugly -ss clowns/
yeah
now, why’d you have to go out of your way to say some stupid -ss sh-t like that? /
eminem is way better than 21 and kodak/
you know, you didn’t have to go and be a c-nt/
you just chose to be one/
let me guess, you had every thing handed to ya/
mom and dad gave it all, do you got plans, do ya? /
better go to church and sing some hallelujah/
you’ll need some f-ckin’ prayers, life deep than some scuba/
it’s best that you move to tennessee of chattanooga/
get the f-ck away from perry, better yet, go to cuba/
p-ssed, throwin’ b-tch fits, more evil than judas/
now i’m throwin’ disses at you even though i never knew ya/
f-cking bum, you got dev on attack/
dropped out of school, you probably couldn’t f-cking p-ss/
no diploma, livin’ in the streets, digging through some trash/
you’d probably go and suck a horse d-ck for a snack/
living in a box, head -ss/
suck a lot of c-ck, head -ss/
how’s it feel to get no bread havin’ -ss? /
you a broke b-tch, why you actin’ boogie? /
drinkin’ out of fountains, you don’t drink no f-ckin’ fuji/
hold up, you a c-m guzzling gutter sl-t/
f-ckin’ all these guys, just so they can bust a nut/
bet you couldn’t handle 12 inches in your gut/
won’t do -n-l, got sh-t coming out your b-tt/
bet i f-ck/
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