Menaces

[Intro] Shut up It's nothing Shut up Dope Shut up It's Recording [Verse 1: Fisher Kay] I don't know what I hate, but I know what I love That's these Lames, instrumentals and these vocals and stuff Life's a beach man and my ocean is tough Shit is totally butt But, my suicide will make sure my motives erupt Loading this gun, point it straight at my dome I want the gold and you can bet that I'm taking it home What is life? And who are you? I'm Eugene Do it, dude Grab that fucking gat, blow out your fucking brains Leave a fucking note, give yourself a name Take away the pain, push against the grain Until you drive them insane Why do I sin when I try to refrain? The Devil's in my ear and he's writing again Bitch, I've been a vet Hotter than the tips of fucking cigarettes When I interject my voice into these instruments [Verse 2: Azoh] Punchlines crushing ya ligaments Feelings started getting intimate Cause I beat it up until it was sensitive The lame menaces Filling in all the crevices With bad words, cause I'm screaming out, "Fuck Censorship!" Lip stick stains on my V-Line Feel the bong rip as I'm feeling on her feline But, in the mean time The bitch you with is sending me nude pics of her behind Telling me how she hate your dick and that she can't wait to see mine And all this HUF shit got me feeling flyer than bee hives I guess that's why I'm buzzing Nothing but green stuffing in this blunt that I'm puffing And all these hoes that I'm cuffing Ain't worth nothing but, fuck it Tell the bitches I love them So, I could get a good sucking Yeah, we fuck it up Like Skateboards In The Trunk And I never stress a cunt I just light another blunt Haha, nothing but another slut