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i need lyrics for my songs

i cant sing but fuck it i am a high t lowinhib clownmaxxer

people bully me anyway.

i need idea's Gs
 
fat link
he gets turned on
by men with skin
has black as ink
he invites them over,
to clean his sink
he got raped
he liked it
what a twink
makes you think tbh
 
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brutal no replypill
 
By BlkPillPres

[Intro]
Better not get too comfortable
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable

[Post-Chorus]
Four or five hoes, Alek hit em with the vannie, yeah
Swapped 9 to 5 for some 9's like Sodini
Three, four hit the yoga mat, tallahassee
Gotta be a gentleman, cause I know I'm supreme, yeah
Gotta kill for yourself, gotta kill for the team, yeah
Cuck me like Jaffar, but you work me like a genie, yeah
When you roll with a chopper killin normies aint a thing, yeah

[Chorus]
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable

[Verse 1]
Yeah, harvest the 91st route, yeah
Stephen Paddock, I shoot from the roof, yeah
Twenty Seventeen, brought you to your knees
I keep it like G, Sodini
Came with a duffle bag full of shooters
I take my vengeance on you, pussy
Got my attention, stay illusive
Blast through the school gate, perfect entry
Its hard not to ER when I'm slippin'
Make it to the ER then you winnin'
Cho in Virgina, polytechnic
Fuck all the danger
Spray all the strangers, you get too close
I said three hundred but the Range really four
You talkin' back to me, I'ma cut your throat

[Chorus]
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable, yeah
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable

[Post-Chorus]
Four or five hoes, Alek hit em with the vannie, yeah
Swapped 9 to 5 for some 9's like Sodini
Three, four hit the yoga mat, tallahassee
Gotta be a gentleman, cause I know I'm supreme, yeah
Gotta kill for yourself, gotta kill for the team

[Verse 2]
I'm thinkin' Manhattan
I'm thinkin' 'bout flyin' the plane out, I'm unstoppable
I know I'ma gentleman
Seen what these niggas can do when that shit get federal
Plymouths the scene, shoot up the queen
Leave em at the scene, like vegetables
Step out on the scene, my shootin's supreme
I know this game can be treacherous
They was thinkin' that it couldn't be done
And now it's tangible
Tell me how you get this comfortable
You're tauntin' a wild animal
Simply did it because they said it couldn't be done
So I got a gun
Can't even pay for some fun
Just masturbation, No I can't be John, yeah
Gotta light another cunt, yeah
This not a publicity stunt, yeah
I done been through more shit this month than a normie been through in a lifetime
Cut a few soyboys and roasties off
They were just wastin' my time
So asinine, the way this worlds designed
I'm glad you can't read my mind

[Chorus]
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable, yeah
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable

[Post-Chorus]
Four or five hoes, Alek hit em with the vannie, yeah
Swapped 9 to 5 for some 9's like Sodini
Three, four hit the yoga mat, tallahassee
Gotta be a gentleman, cause I know I'm supreme, yeah
Gotta kill for yourself, gotta kill for the team

[Outro]
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable, yeah
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
 
By BlkPillPres

[Intro]
Better not get too comfortable
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable

[Post-Chorus]
Four or five hoes, Alek hit em with the vannie, yeah
Swapped 9 to 5 for some 9's like Sodini
Three, four hit the yoga mat, tallahassee
Gotta be a gentleman, cause I know I'm supreme, yeah
Gotta kill for yourself, gotta kill for the team, yeah
Cuck me like Jaffar, but you work me like a genie, yeah
When you roll with a chopper killin normies aint a thing, yeah

[Chorus]
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable

[Verse 1]
Yeah, harvest the 91st route, yeah
Stephen Paddock, I shoot from the roof, yeah
Twenty Seventeen, brought you to your knees
I keep it like G, Sodini
Came with a duffle bag full of shooters
I take my vengeance on you, pussy
Got my attention, stay illusive
Blast through the school gate, perfect entry
Its hard not to ER when I'm slippin'
Make it to the ER then you winnin'
Cho in Virgina, polytechnic
Fuck all the danger
Spray all the strangers, you get too close
I said three hundred but the Range really four
You talkin' back to me, I'ma cut your throat

[Chorus]
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable, yeah
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable

[Post-Chorus]
Four or five hoes, Alek hit em with the vannie, yeah
Swapped 9 to 5 for some 9's like Sodini
Three, four hit the yoga mat, tallahassee
Gotta be a gentleman, cause I know I'm supreme, yeah
Gotta kill for yourself, gotta kill for the team

[Verse 2]
I'm thinkin' Manhattan
I'm thinkin' 'bout flyin' the plane out, I'm unstoppable
I know I'ma gentleman
Seen what these niggas can do when that shit get federal
Plymouths the scene, shoot up the queen
Leave em at the scene, like vegetables
Step out on the scene, my shootin's supreme
I know this game can be treacherous
They was thinkin' that it couldn't be done
And now it's tangible
Tell me how you get this comfortable
You're tauntin' a wild animal
Simply did it because they said it couldn't be done
So I got a gun
Can't even pay for some fun
Just masturbation, No I can't be John, yeah
Gotta light another cunt, yeah
This not a publicity stunt, yeah
I done been through more shit this month than a normie been through in a lifetime
Cut a few soyboys and roasties off
They were just wastin' my time
So asinine, the way this worlds designed
I'm glad you can't read my mind

[Chorus]
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable, yeah
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable

[Post-Chorus]
Four or five hoes, Alek hit em with the vannie, yeah
Swapped 9 to 5 for some 9's like Sodini
Three, four hit the yoga mat, tallahassee
Gotta be a gentleman, cause I know I'm supreme, yeah
Gotta kill for yourself, gotta kill for the team

[Outro]
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable, yeah
Bitch, don't get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
Better not get too comfortable
does that nigga have songs?
 
Im a truecel, my life is hell, I can't get no foids, Not even one that likes Pink Floyd, im KHHV till i die, and if normies had their way i'd probably fry,

The only motherfuckin crime i've commited is being ugly, and fuckin becky won't even give me a huggie.

Well fuck you normies im gonna cope, i hope that i reject the rope.
 
ER is a fein and he's giving his loon,
Triggerin' the folk when he's playin' a toon,
And with his car and straw,
He's turnin' folks to fall,
They love it when he's sharp shootin' sharper then chad's jaw.

His land is full of coons, so bright and soon,
The foids have driven him loon
The foids are the people's baboon,
And with the music's charm,
The games gone way too far...
Damn it feels good to go ER

He's goin' down the shore and he's singin' more,
And he's stabbin' up the soyboy which is poor,
And the troubles of the people, just got so much deeper,
When all of a sudden this loon turned foid-reaper.

(joke song)
 
in minecraft
im gonna have a bubble bath
im gonna touch her
and craft some bread
and fill her with yellow butter
her hearts gonna flutter
but the creeper blew up and destroyed my diamonds
im now an emo
im now a cutter
and a schizo mumbler
 
My dick cost a late night fee
Your dick got the HIV
My dick plays on the double feature screen
Your dick went straight to DVD

My dick, bigger than a bridge
Your dick look like a little kid's
My dick, large like the Chargers, the whole team
Your shit look like you fourteen

My dick, locked in a cage, right
Your dick suffer from stage fright
My dick, so hot, it's stolen
Your dick look like Gary Coleman

My dick, pink and big
Your dick stinks like shit
My dick got a Caesar do
Your dick needs a tweezer, dude

My dick is like super size
Your dick look like two fries
My dick, more mass than the Earth
Your dick, half staff, it needs work

My dick, been there done that
Your dick sits there with dunce cap
My dick, V.I.P.
Your shit needs I.D.

It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus

It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus

My dick need no introduction
Your dick don't even function
My dick served a whole luncheon
Your dick, it look like a munchkin

My dick, size of a pumpkin
Your dick look like Macaulay Culkin
My dick, good good lovin'
Your dick, good for nothin'

My dick bench pressed three fifty
Your dick couldn't shoplift at Thrifty
My dick, pretty damn skimpy
Your dick, hungry as a hippie

My dick don't fit down the chimney
Your dick is like a kid from the Philippines
My dick is like an M16
Your dick, broken vending machine

My dick parts the seas
Your dick farts and queefs
My dick, rumble in the jungle
Your dick got touched by your uncle

My dick goes to yoga
Your dick, fruit roll-up
My dick, grade-A beef
Your dick, made a geek

My dick, sick and dangerous
Your dick, quick and painless
My dick, 'nuff said
Your dick loves Fred

It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus

It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus (like Jesus, we got dicks like Jesus, dicks like Jesus)
 
Story of an incel

He doesn't have hope nor something to cope
Brocel goes on hunt far from his rope
His gun on a drape, he's ready to rape
That bitch would scream like in a sextape
He goes to walk outside practicing his game
Thinking of the mess he'll do in video game
But he still wonders what he's gonna do
Grape without the g, like he often dreamed to
Or going on a kill spree that will make history?
He doesn't know yet, he wants to fuck society
Fuck this world like this world fucked him
If only someone in his life had hugged him...
He wants to hear their screams of repulsion
The same they did at Elliot's Retribution
They could have sex with that chap
But they'd rather get raped by chad
I guess you can imagine what goes next
But my brain's too fucked to write the rest
 
Im a truecel, my life is hell, I can't get no foids, Not even one that likes Pink Floyd, im KHHV till i die, and if normies had their way i'd probably fry,

The only motherfuckin crime i've commited is being ugly, and fuckin becky won't even give me a huggie.

Well fuck you normies im gonna cope, i hope that i reject the rope.
 

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