Correction Paroles Poop Gang Anthem par Logic

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You have interfered with our affairs for the last time
Yeah, yeah
Ch-ch-check, mic check, one, two
Straight from the underground type sh*t
When I write sh*t, yeah, type sh*t, ayo (Ayo)

Behind the mic or on the MPC is where you’ll find him
f**king waste of life, you should’ve died in the condom
17 days, your whole sh*t beyond too weak
I grip the mic and blow the spot like plastique
The bomb atomically, the lyrical anomaly, b*t*h, I'm on one
Yeah, you f**king with the wrong one
I wrote this sh*t backstage in an arena
Pep and Jordan sippin' Pellegrino, never Aquafina
Been through a lot of pain, yeah, that’s word to Gina
I grip the mic like a machete, f**k
Grip the mic like a machete, get ready, don’t do me petty
Or I’ll do you like Bruce Willis did that boy Zeddy
Feeling arrogant, all up in your system like heroin, it’s easy
Know my beats bumpin' like Deezy
"Wu Tang Forever," get the C.R.E.A.M., sh*t's breezy
Whip out my d**k, how it taste?
I’m c*mmin on your face, I’m a savage, your sh*t is average
Yeah, ha, on this day, we become legendary
Everything we dreamed of, b*t*h, I creamed up and rolled out
Illest motherf**ker on the scene, don’t bring yo' hoe out
Louis on my feet, best believe I'ma show out
My sh*t bananas, no doubt, huh
Yeah, you bet' not bring your hoe out
You motherf**kers ain’t got no clout
Kick in the door, waving the .44
Bobby-Boy ain’t never rap on some sh*t like this before
Contradictin' himself on every other song
I got different calls for different occasions
This sh*t is amazing, now let me run that sh*t back, I f**ked up
Listen, listen, ayo, contradictin' himself on every other song
I got different moves for different occasions, my sh*t is amazing
Barely scratching the surface, I’m barely f**king grazing
On the beat machine, dropping gems like back [?]
I gotta leave the booth 'cause my homeboy's blazing
Tryna get so hot and not a f**kin' thing faze him
From the underground (Underground)
And we're uh-, from the un-
Uh-uh, from the underground (Underground)
If-if we're, if we're un-

Hey that was a pretty good verse, but, I gotta show the people, who the real bleached n***a is here

Ayo
I like to eat p*n*s, with my f**kin hands tho
Got f**king hungry just from lookin at my as*h**e
And i let my n***as jump inside like a manhole
They say it fit so f**kin snug like a sandle, wait
Can i get a sample of the f**kin poop please
Pull up to obama house with the roofies
Blue cheese, over flowing out my blue jeans
I made an oopsie, 'scue me, but i'm afraid to ask
How much would i go ahead pay for ass?
How much could a motherf**ker make from that?
How much could someone really save from that, damn
Thats a lot of dingleberries
I just wanna go ahead and shoot at every single fairy
f**k black people thats just really how i feel though
Boutta ask my homies if they can f**kin deep throat
My poop, i shoot at n***ers from my coup
I look like i could buy you
f**k pee gang i'm just reppin for that poop gang
Cuffing is gay my husband's f**king 2 chainz
Imma f**k that b*t*h on the motherf**kin battle bus
Im boutta buss, in her motherf**kin platypus
You're a loose pu**y? guess you're getting f**ked a lot
Poop gang, armored up like the juggernaut
Will f**k your b*t*h, and make 'em f**king c*m a lot
Discharge honorable, like the f**king c-note
Can't see cause i got c*m inside my peepholes
Controlling these blacks like i got the remote
Girl pu**y bald, call it finding chemo
Poop gang is good, and pee gang is evil
Shooting at the blacks, cause they are used to that
Pooping on the track yeah it's knutsen's crap
This sh*t the best you don't wanna f**k with me, mane
If you don't like this than you're probably f**king pee gang, b*t*h

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