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lirik lagu •fuketsu• - mike tyson

[intro:]
d~mnnnnn~
brrrlttttt!!!!
f~ketsu
~clears throat~
yuh yuh yuh yuh

f~ketsu smoking gas like a jew
sit yo dumb ass down an act right before you die and find out what the f~ck i do to you first before you go in the ground, in the dirt
chop yo head off, take a picture then wear it on my shirt like i don’t know any better

[verse 1:]

you never had to overcome this sh~t that i came from, you had an easy life so just relax when you talking about me, sayin that i’m soft and weak, stupid and a freak
sh~ts funny to me cuz i got dark humor so i laugh at the heinous rumors they spit on my name, watch what you write on that d~mn webpage beforе i pop up outside you house at mid~night with an ak and a few hand grеnades, misunderstood and forsaken since my beginning
never was given a thing so i got used to taking what i need, don’t need your permission i’m coming up on your property, this a home invasion, and then i’ma go commit a robbery right down the street, i must have multiple personalities cuz when the cops ask me about it, i swear it wasn’t me

[chorus:]

i think he must’ve forgot who i am
so b~tch let me remind him
i’ll pop up on yo block
and spin yo jaw clean like mike tyson
hit you with a uppercut and leave you slumped, got you shaking and kicking your legs so much its like your bike riding, started this sh~t that you can’t stop until i decide that you’ve had enough
[verse 2:]

f~cking told you what would happen
and you still just barking, acting like a dog
so when you walking in the dark and you
pass by me in the park better hope you ain’t spotted or you’ll hear me make a massive remark and start doin whatever just to get this sh~t cracking and snappin
my name is i~~~~ ~~~~~~clark
an i just don’t got alot of sense in my head
just a nicotine rush in my head
smoking fire weed and we g.o~o.d
i’m not saying were good i’m saying that we’re greened out and overdosing
puking out red while sitting in my bed
6 in the morning and i can already hear my grandma b~tching again
ignoring her and i’m out the crib as soon as i can, walking to the woods with my bong in hand, smoking down bowl after bowl with no intermission, its just a constant repetition of the same actions:
twist, spark, smoke
clear out the bowl then
twist, spark, smoke

[verse 3:]

yeah i gotta be able to toke and smoke, if my wrist was broke and i couldn’t roll up then i’d have no way to cope wit stuff, always need to be high so i can get to sleep and rest my eyes, doctors say i’m traumatized, and i say that im doing fine
but i think we all know that’s clearly a lie cuz ive berly almost nearly died over like five hunnid times since i turned 9 and whos fault is it everytime? mine. results of my bad decisions constantly hitting harder than an sloppy incision, i’m a hypocritical piece of sh~t thats full of bullsh~t, everytime i look into the mirror i wanna slam my face into it, then taken a broken glass shard out and slash my wrist from my shoulder way past my forearm
i’m a hothead, full of pot and lead, and i got pills to trade off at an auction, my bars are hotter than a napalm bomb not what i spit i’m talking about the sh~t i sell, i gotta stay awake or else i could detonate, the nightmares in my sleep set me on a war path, so if i doze off than yall gone have to sound a nuclear alarm and warn everyone
catch you walking out yo crib at dawn and then you gone get fired upon with several firearms, motherf~cker i’m a shank, stab and stuff your body in a suv trunk then go and park it outside your apartment
walking in with a molotov to throw on yo mom, i’m definitely not kidding when i rap about attacking mass amounts of kids, men, women and anyone that i can, i’ma whoop yo ass so bad it’s gone look like you went six rounds straight with mike tyson
prolly gonna do drugs and get f~cked up then get run over by a trunk when i’m drunk sitting on this bed in the morgue, getting well acquainted wit the bedbugs sitting on my dead bodies head as my face is orange
waiting for the doctor to walk in to get this autopsy done while the rest of my body is being operated on, you wouldve thought i wasn’t having any fun with the way i lived my life but maybe i just love being a f~ck up and my brains gone, i don’t know anything but pain and i’m having a short~circuit in my mainframe cuz i’m not above it, so when they press an issue i just give in and act the same as they do, but instead of spitting sh~t at you ima just at grab at you by the shirt then i rip you into 2 halves, trip off a few tabs, then i take a six hour nap wake up and attack a beat
half my brain has been gnawed on by a godd~mn leprechaun after i stole his golden pot of dirty riches, f~ck my therapist, you’re gonna be a 30 year old b~tch that can’t even get his d~ck stiff enough to get a f~ck or a l!ck, and the same goes for chris, you were my dawg in the past but now you can kiss my ass, i hope you see my face and cry cuz when you do i’ma laugh at the sight of you
[chorus/outro:]

i think he must’ve forgot who i am
so b~tch let me remind him
i’ll pop up on yo block
and spin yo jaw clean like mike tyson
hit him with a uppercut and leave him slumped, got you shaking and kicking your legs so much its like your bike riding, started this sh~t that you can’t stop until i decide that you’ve had enough

i think you must’ve forgot who i am
so b~tch let me remind him
i’ll pop up on yo block
and spin yo jaw clean like mike tyson
hit you with a uppercut then a dropkick and leave you slumped, got you shaking and kicking your legs so much its like your bike riding

ima leave you all dying

(hahahahahah)
(aye)
(hahahaha)
(aye, aye i didn’t want to do it to them b~ttt~)
(allahu akbar!!) (oughhhhh) (~f~ck it!)

f~ck you b~tch, suck my d~ck, you know i’m up next, i’ma about to be rich
ahhhhhhhhh ha
hahahahahahahaha
yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh

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