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letra de don't shoot your eye out kid - jimmy the human

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[verse 1]
don’t tell me you like my music then in public ignore me
i’ll gut your flesh and your core until sh-t is gettin’ gorey
you don’t want money? don’t want women to f-ck me?
yeah, i’m afraid we’re talkin’ bout two different stories
every time i got a booger i want a model to pick it for me
pop my pimples for me
i won’t even blink an eye until i get the glory
you’re no match for me i actually carry more inspiration than a christmas story
yeah
and we gon’ take off
to put in a nutsh-ll, we the stray dogs
if you wanna battle then prepare to face god
if you wanna battle bring a f-ckin’ chainsaw
and i don’t smoke, now i just sell
sweep your girl off her feet, cause you just fell
and this a ounce short, i can just tell
i finally got her pants off, it was unreal
i got the sound of a lion, with the heart of a tiger
you can’t bear, see you’ve been a pathological liar
tell me now, do you see why i told you to run?
if you ran you would never gotten caught in the fire and
now i’m runnin’ at my demons with a flamin’ sword
i don’t even need a spot, homie i’m takin’ yours
i’ll visit your grave, dig you up, strangle you
benji’s like “chill!”
sorry i’m just makin’ sure
then we hammerhead the p-ssy til we make it sore
i already seen her south, but i’ll take a tour
i made a hundred n’ fifty doin’ a feature for a rapper that i hate
least i still get paid for ch0r-s
first thing i do when i’m on stage is apologize
(sorry bout the sh-t heads that performed before me)
they ignore me. just so that they won’t see me in their bed when they rolling over at 3 in the morning
-scream-
yeah, and this is harder than the hardest sh-t
you’ve ever written, all because i’m finally on top of it
and i see every woman with some common sense
restin’ on her knees, bout to gobble c-ck, as soon as i offer it i’m
thankful for every f-ckin’ millisecond in my future
so i ain’t gonna do ya god d-mn deposit
and if you ask me how old i am again
i’m f-ckin’ shovin’ rusty pennies down ya throat until you vomit
now i’m walkin’ round sayin’ bow down to the virgin baby
no whip, but i’m in my first mercedes
i spend hours every single day staring at a blank wall
i think i’m goin’ crazy

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