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letra de sincerely, yours - runyin

i’m p-ssin’ myself outta laughter when i listen to you dumb f-cks
like lloyd and harry in the back of mutt cutts
that’s over your head like bed bunks
when you’re on bottom like females during s-x stuff
that’s missionary, like religious missions tryna spread love
that’s free hugs, that’s free bud
like they ain’t gettin’ out in the next month or the next to come
like she swallows first then spits once
see, i don’t mind, but her neck does
and she don’t mind like her head sucks
get a headrush
start trippin’ off of thesе breadcrumbs, mixed with red rum
see littlе miss carrie on prom night drippin’ with red blood
like she was screamin’ and kickin’ it with ted bund
(ha ha ha ha ha)
i love pokin’ fun for my own amus-m-nt
playing around with these sick thoughts i find amusin’
until this jokin’ bites me in the ass for being suck a rude d-ck
i hope you love to chew sh-t
beat after beat, beat, i’m abusin’ the music
see, my lazy ass barely went to class
“why you not comin’ in mr. runyin?”
b-tch i already said i’m too sick
tried to hang myself, but the rope i tied the noose with was too sl!ck
slipped out, snapped my f-cking legs in half like some toothpick sticks did
spent two weeks inside, all did was look at nude pic of crude b-tch
(f-cking stupid)
ever since my first birthday i’ve been nothin’ but a nuisance since
that didn’t make sense did it, c’mon think guy
had a sixth sense i was sick since i was knee high
kick sticks out from underneath the blind
then throw them a peace sign
but i’m cool, calm, collect just like a beehive
until you disrespect then i’m stompin’ you like fee-fi
ask a hitchhiker if he’d like a free ride
speed off, rewind, run him over three times before he replies
then toss him with his hands and feet tied
right down the wishin’ well
i wish you well, i really do
i’m f-ckin’ great, tell me how are you!?
i’m doin’ fine, could be worse
so use to the pain it never f-ckin’ hurts
feels like i’m cursed, oh my god you’re such a mothaf-ckin’ jerk
hope you always feel discouraged and your stomach turns
every time you hear my f-cking words
but, to be honest, i still hate you
for every single time you’ve ever gotten on my nerves
or every time you’ve ever stolen wasn’t yours
for every single f-ckin’ time you’ve ever treated me like dirt
i’m sick and tired of it all, yeah that’s for sure
but, to be honest, i still love you
even though you’ve wasted every second change i believed you deserved
i’d be lying if i said you weren’t the f-ckin’ worst
but oh well, i’ll forgive you even though it f-ckin’ burns
i’ll regret it later but for now let’s enjoy our time on earth

sincerely, yours

(end)

- runyin

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