letra de teen politics - dylan raps
[produced by londn blue]
[verse 1]
young fool, new kid at my high school
walkin’ in a daze, girls saying that they won’t bite you
invited, to do some drugs in a bathroom
handjob, under a table in the cl-ssroom
tie on, yeah i’m lookin’ like that dude
f-cked up, her period is past due
snort some, then i’ve gotta go to cl-ss dude
i’m late too, and the teacher is in a bad mood
lisa is all mad at theresa, cause she just f-cked her man in the back seat with no protection
girls at the lunch table arguing ’bout one direction
back in cl-ss i’m back in the back, just in my section
then some f-ckin’ jocks pull up and they start to question, like ‘who the f-ck is you? lil b-tch, you in my seat
hi, my name is dylan, i’m so glad we got to meet
then they beat my -ss and they drag me off by feet
[hook]
who the f-ck is you? lil rapper b-tch, you ain’t f-ckin’ sh-t
teenage girls up on me, i k!ll em all with a crucifix
b–bs, -ss, t-ts
that’s just what i look for in a girl
lil high school dylan, he had barely even kissed a girl
they took my phone, then they beat my -ss in the f-ckin’ gym
f-ggot teacher, they caught him puttin’ his d-ck in jim
kicked my -ss, i didn’t think that they was with the sh-ts
need witnesses, you’re witnessing teenage politics
[verse 2]
young fool, i’m drinkin’ before i go to school
i’m driving too, i’m hoping that god will get me through
real sh-t, i’m peers with all of these fake kids
a girl dies, all of a sudden you’re best friends
and i was dreaming of lesbians, then two dikes asked if i want a threesome
nah, b-tch, i want fame to f-ck on selena, then go wreck a beamer, then f-ck on serena, hit that -ss like katrina
i wrote that sh-t in my journal, don’t call em diaries
broom closet, i’ve got a f-ckin’ teacher on her knees
so hard, after waking up from that f-ckin’ dream’
i have needs, i’ll get p-ssy as a celebrity
asked her out, she just f-ckin’ sat there and laughed
pretty soon, she’ll be suckin’ my d-ck for autographs
pretty soon, i’ma be all up in that -ss
until then, f-ck man, i’ve gotta get to cl-ss
b-tches, all up on my p-n-s, that’s the sh-t i dream about while in the shower
roast me now, when the fame comes, they’ll f-ckin’ cower
roast me now, when the fame comes, they’ll f-ckin shower
on everything i love, when i get this fortune and fame, i’ma stand on stage and call you by your f-ckin’ name
they ask me why i’m hungry, well this the f-cker to blame
yeah
[hook]
who the f-ck is you? lil rapper b-tch, you ain’t f-ckin’ sh-t
teenage girls up on me, i k!ll em all with a crucifix
b–bs, -ss, t-ts
that’s just what i look for in a girl
lil high school dylan, he had barely even kissed a girl
they took my phone, then they beat my -ss in the f-ckin’ gym
f-ggot teacher, they caught him puttin’ his d-ck in jim
kicked my -ss, i didn’t think that they was with the sh-ts
need witnesses, you’re witnessing teenage politics
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