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Would you rather be famous And then forgotten forever? Or live invisible now But be always remembered Hiding in your bedroom Pen and ink on the pad Playing with your pu**y While you finger your a** That's how I picture you F**king yourself Anne Frank style Hiding from these Nazis If you saw me now you'd probably think I should've done the same Maybe could've kept our thoughts a secret I bet it's why you dreaded them footsteps Retards be creepin', hunting down anyone Who makes them uncomfortable So they can snuff them out All we can do is lock the door And rub one out, maybe three or four 'til the sun comes out Cowards stay ducked down Thinking they can run somehow Can't hide behind your rhymes forever I'mma show you how my c*m comes out You freaky b*t*h Lemme see that clit Attention to detail Painstaking, masturbating Nah woman This what we call slave-baitin' (Whoosh) It may be gross but we both know My f**kin' voice still gets you all wet Lonely twisted girls It's mrgirl here to set you off You're screaming but I can't leave you alone I should pack up my toys and just go I see it, everything that you're tryna hide You're disgusting inside You're crying but I can't let you escape I don't know if it's pleasure or pain Can't have one without the other So let's call 'em the same They're calling it rape But you just keep on callin' my name We grew up on the same street In Amherst on Main Street I was 576 — you were 280 All those demons that my family went and put in my head And when I sleep, death stands at the foot of my bed Man, such wasted potential Could've been a doctor or lawyer (Pediatrician) But what if it's not real encouragement? What if your mom's just a voyeur? And your dad wants to live through you like some narcissist voodoo But he's also threatened So he cuts you down so hard it gets to you So you use YouTube to keep yourself too f**kin' busy and dumb You don't got nothin' to say That way you don't upset anyone Now you're obsessed with your looks Really believing these crooks (Yeah) You think you're rebelling by f**king not reading books For every Emily we find, we throw ten in the trash Yo, these Nazis keep telling me that they'll give me the gas Throw me in the f**kin' oven like Sylvia Plath Yeah this army of darkness is turning me into ash (F**k you) When I got banned, did I quit? No Have I killed myself? No "You didn't mean it" That's what I tell myself What's your body count For pushing people off the edge, makin' them plummet? What's my count For all the times that I brought 'em back from it, huh? So b*t*h open the door, come out This is it — What I'm doin' it for Whether you're a witch or you're a w**** This is a war (C'mon) You can't stay hidden no more A room of one's own is just a prison if you're afraid to leave But baby girl, don't worry I'm kidnapping you to make you free You're screaming, but I can't leave you alone I should pack up my toys and just go I see it, everything that you're tryna hide You're disgusting inside You're crying but I can't let you escape I don't know if it's pleasure or pain Can't have one without the other So let's call 'em the same They're calling it rape But you just keep on callin' my name
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