Bi-Polar Personality
I don't give a fuck
You can suck my fuckin' dick
Cuz you're a fuckin' prick
And I know you like to lick
You'd better shut your stupid bitch's mouth
Before I knock you both the fuck out without a doubt
I don't give a fuck if you flip on your zip
Cuz I always stick with the Flick your fuckin' Bic
Get on your knees and do the bobblehead
Skull-fucked so much that you lose the marbles in ya head
Think that I'm crazy fuck that I'm insane
Listen to my music and you'll never be the same
Killin all the way to the bay
That's where I stay
Fairfield, Cal-i-forn-i-a
Quit playin' little kid, you put the name to shame
You need to stop this shit cuz it ain't no fuckin game
What you doin' is lame
Tryna take away my fame
But yeah, like I said, I'M NOT FUCKIN' PLAYIN'
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
One day you're my friend, the next, you're my enemy
You wanna talk this shit? Well then come and see me
When you fuckin cry, bitch boy you gonna die
Take your insides and make a fuckin pie
Haters talk they shit, then end up gettin flushed
You think you spittin platinum, bitch please it's all rust
I'm getting bitches demanding my music cuz I'm a must
I know who my homies are don't know who to trust
Knock you on the ground and piss all on your face
You like that shit bitch? You like the taste
I disappear into the motha fuckin sky
Cops harass you but you have no reply
Eventually, they'll find out that I made you cry and die
But I have no reason why
Everything you motha fuckin' say it's all a lie
Never got the chance to tell his friends goodbye
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Turn the beat sideways as I punch his fucking lip
You wanna couple dollars? Well here's the fuckin' tip
Shut the fuck up you little bitch
I will kill you I hate the stupid snitch
Shut the fuck up you nasty cunt stitch
Murder your body like I slaughtered this track
You want your son? Well you'll never get him back
Took his fuckin neck off with a whack of my ax
Appear in court? never cuz the killing are my past
I'm very fuckin crazy, nah bitches, I'm insane
I got a thousand maggots living in my fucking brain
Eating the insides, slowly, tormenting my soul
Sitting here ok with that, So I toke another bowl
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
You can suck my fuckin' dick
Cuz you're a fuckin' prick
And I know you like to lick
You'd better shut your stupid bitch's mouth
Before I knock you both the fuck out without a doubt
I don't give a fuck if you flip on your zip
Cuz I always stick with the Flick your fuckin' Bic
Get on your knees and do the bobblehead
Skull-fucked so much that you lose the marbles in ya head
Think that I'm crazy fuck that I'm insane
Listen to my music and you'll never be the same
Killin all the way to the bay
That's where I stay
Fairfield, Cal-i-forn-i-a
Quit playin' little kid, you put the name to shame
You need to stop this shit cuz it ain't no fuckin game
What you doin' is lame
Tryna take away my fame
But yeah, like I said, I'M NOT FUCKIN' PLAYIN'
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
One day you're my friend, the next, you're my enemy
You wanna talk this shit? Well then come and see me
When you fuckin cry, bitch boy you gonna die
Take your insides and make a fuckin pie
Haters talk they shit, then end up gettin flushed
You think you spittin platinum, bitch please it's all rust
I'm getting bitches demanding my music cuz I'm a must
I know who my homies are don't know who to trust
Knock you on the ground and piss all on your face
You like that shit bitch? You like the taste
I disappear into the motha fuckin sky
Cops harass you but you have no reply
Eventually, they'll find out that I made you cry and die
But I have no reason why
Everything you motha fuckin' say it's all a lie
Never got the chance to tell his friends goodbye
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Turn the beat sideways as I punch his fucking lip
You wanna couple dollars? Well here's the fuckin' tip
Shut the fuck up you little bitch
I will kill you I hate the stupid snitch
Shut the fuck up you nasty cunt stitch
Murder your body like I slaughtered this track
You want your son? Well you'll never get him back
Took his fuckin neck off with a whack of my ax
Appear in court? never cuz the killing are my past
I'm very fuckin crazy, nah bitches, I'm insane
I got a thousand maggots living in my fucking brain
Eating the insides, slowly, tormenting my soul
Sitting here ok with that, So I toke another bowl
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Quit playin with your bipolar personality
Making the demons arise inside me
Credits
Writer(s): Brooke Bradford
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