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You have no idea how much I hate all of you right now Every single one of you Yeah Alright, listen up everybody, listen up please We've got a lot of work to do We don't have much time f**k me it's cold So let's get started, please Sounds of the DJ Frosty Chapsville motherb*t*hes Banging on the doors of insanity Screaming through the letterbox "I know you're f**king in there" B-B-Banging on the doors of insanity Screaming through the letterbox "I know you're f**king in there" Banging on the doors of insanity Screaming through the letterbox "I know you're f**king in--" So whyn't you come and face me like a man? b*t*h Dabbla pull the fabric apart to the last stitch You might just catch a passing remark when I start switching You little fanny farts will get dashed in a dark ditch In a spasm of large... fits Extra sensory wishes somebody would steal my identity (Who the f**k are you?) It's not the way it's meant to be Incidentally, we been blowing up fundamentally You'll never compromise my artistic integrity So you can kindly go f**k yourself and don't mention me (f**k you) Hope you choke on your own diplomacy Nah, I'm glad that we've spoken about this openly Holy crackamoly, we stacking [?] the pony Smoking on that killer Spill a bit of liquor for my homie Don Piper, motherf**ker DJ Frosty Hashtag Chapsville Chapsville Tennessee Michigan, Detroit, Illinois, Kansas, Dakota, Iowa (England) Illinois Paranoid, delusional, schizophrenic Starter pistol at the roof of the mouth about to end it On a Tuesday Mix the acid with a dash of desmond And learnt more than I could ever from a dodgy reverend When I emerge have the floors swept and the urns out Took a purge on the doorstep of your bird's house (Eurgh) Don't ever f**king try and judge me Without doing a day's graft in your life, probably Without finishing one thing that you try properly And I ain't even started with making you sick and tired of me Get used to my bad breath And count your blessings over what little you have left And stop mildling over the middle of my verse And start putting in the work of your status and sad rep Your peen, last seen flying in the lotus With a semi and a remi and a pair of white loafers I don't know What I do, is it art? I don't know... what it is I don't know, I think it's all crap really Total bullsh*t Seriously, it's depressing as hell I don't know if I'm a genius I think you know, and I know, what it is that I do I'm a f**king dancing squirrel I'm no artist, I'm a chimp Anyway, anyway Anyway anyway
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