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letra de the happy song - yung blood

i know you’re not into politics
it’s all about measuring a big d-ck
“i’ma run for president
and help my people get rich”
ok, that’s a bunch of bullshit
you making money like brad pitt
count a hundred bands ain’t that lit?
choke on your own f-cking spit
i bet you feel like a idiot
just got from church and now you bout’ to hit a lick
you say you worship jesus, but you ride with satan
nigga i ain’t got no problems with ya, but ya -ss is faking
now how you gonna say us blacks on the plantation?
when you doing that c–n shit with them crackers mane
i know you listening to this song going insane
mr. blood take a gun and blow out your brains
i am the hitman, aiming at all these lames
write a list and take names
i ain’t in it for the fame
black consciousness talking about some ignorance
but nigga i’m just sitting here smoking cigarettes
i am just minding my own business
but this nigga over here talking about some freak shit
i am in the abstract, no words can describe this
go talk to the baphomet and check with him
even he can’t figure out a description
didn’t i tell you that i am the ultimate atheist b-tch?
j. cole in here bringing out the incense
only reason why i reject is because i don’t believe in repentance
because i don’t believe in god you f-cking f-ggots
oh i’m sorry to offend you, i lost my homie to trapping
lord, i pray to rest his soul to keep…
but you don’t listen to me, this shit is too deep
i got so much to offer that i may be blessed
holy spirit possess you, nigga i’m impressed

- yung blood

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