letra de krusty the clown freestyle - f013774
[intro]
man, hayden and damon on the track?
this is gonna be some seriously f-cked sh-t guys
shut up you stupid h0m-phobic clown, k!ll yourself krusty
[verse 1: hayden]
dunkin on hoes, they call me dunkin’ donuts
yo’ man hit me up, his nuts gettin’ split up
hopping through bars, feel like i am a criminal (lock me up)
rap on these beats with a scream, a big decibel
blow up my school, f-ck a fat principle
i am with isis, they are the new pinnacle (we are isis)
i’m getting railed like a girl with a tentacle (ah)
i’m snorting lines, drowning in fentanyl
i am the monopoly man (yes)
i get the money and i get the land (i do)
burying p-ssies down in the sand
burn a f-cker like sun-tan
ligma my b-lls, that’s what he said
lock the f-cker up in a shed (this is a 5’4 reference)
tie him down, cut off his head
watch your sayings, feel regret
[verse 2: damon]
i’m autistic and mystic, and i’m up to all the mischief
cheddar cheese, seasoned greens, my missiles shoot ballistic
tax invasion with persuasion, yeah, i’m feeling narcissistic
i’m a king, you just a b-tch so start acting realistic
yeah, i’m driving down the street and you know i’m drunk as f-ck
your grandma i will visit and you know she’s down to f-ck
yeah, i’m on her street and my d-ck is now untucked
put it in her b-tt ‘cause i’m tryna make a buck
call me kanye za’ way i hate ze’ jews (hate ze’ jews)
throw a rock at their head and steal their shoes (steal their shoes)
i be ballin’ on these b-tches with my andrew tate moves (tate moves)
free the “top g” and legalise s-xual abuse (s-xual abuse?)
[verse 3: hayden]
yeah, nah, cause we ain’t gon’ do that (no)
yeah, nah, get popped with blue-gat (pew)
make it spark, i make it go blatt-blatt-blatt
on the ground yo’ body go, it go splat-splat-splat-splat (uh-uh-uh-uh)
got all the heaven, not talkin’ ‘bout rhythm
hit a small kid, he got mad autism (huh?)
either just that or he got dwarfism
little man, i’m talking trystan
auto-pistol, fire like piston
got me some cars, i gotta go list ‘em
seeing some titties, i gotta go twist ‘em
gotta reboot my rapping system
[verse 4: hayden & damon]
got me some chicken, i gotta go chop it up
karate kicks, i’m boutta go kick some b-tt
keepin’ it real, i’m keepin’ it a buck
but honestly, we don’t give a f-ck
put you on a hit-list, you’re gonna get shot down
we are the kings, we got on our gold crowns
roll around, act like we own this town
lookin’ real stupid like krusty the clown
[outro]
hey, what the f-ck did you just say about me?
i’m going to k!ll you two little sh-ts
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