L.M.B.W. Interlude
Prepare to literally have your fucking mind blown
Oh damn, putting back together all the pieces of the puzzle
Mr. Russell bout to hustle right after just looking at you, muzzle
Quit the fuss, you fuck shit's on me okay I know you're mad that my game's in lock
Girl
Fuck that you're acting like a turn-off, I'm a jerk-off, watching you take your fucking
top off
Peeping through the damn box, acting like you run up every block, fuck a cop mob
Let's start a riot knowing that this shit is non-stop, head-bop, ask what took you so
long, wait until the song drops
See I told you it was worth the wait about to hit you with the rub-a-dub-a-dub-a-doo
Oh, ain't no scooby-dooby-doo, where are you
All of my exes live in Texas, sipping on that liquor, harder and harder, bitter more
bitter
By the second, bio-weapons and the voices inside of my head, oh
Just a little too much serotonin, chemical reaction, getting into action
Rid of these actors, rid of these fractures, rid of these phonies, rid of these reasons, rid of these
Motherfuckers with the name of Jackson
Wearing the Pacson, posing up caption, achieve your dreams and when you reach them celebrate
em
RC's algorithm's to the music, got you going, going
Oooooooooooh, shit man, this shit is really, really, really, really sick
Kinda lit, pretty quick, I'm a nitwit, little bit
Can I hit your nic, little prick, pretty bad for a chick
Hit a lick, tough shit, ain't slick, you ain't never seen me coming bout to hit you with
A little motherfuckin' summer loving shit, my gutter running, looking like I'm out of luck
Cluck fifty, no buck, no bout
To hit you with a motherfuckin' autumn, I just snuck in the wrong place at the wrong
Time, you a fuck, go suck a dick, little bitch, you think you a nemesis, little kid, L-M-A-O-I-L-E-G-I-T
Do not give a shit, cause I'm on that Mr. Eminem-inem shit, shit, no counterfeit
Bare dome, miss fit, kinda lit, committed, little superstitious, back to bad, that's it
Oh damn, putting back together all the pieces of the puzzle
Mr. Russell bout to hustle right after just looking at you, muzzle
Quit the fuss, you fuck shit's on me okay I know you're mad that my game's in lock
Girl
Fuck that you're acting like a turn-off, I'm a jerk-off, watching you take your fucking
top off
Peeping through the damn box, acting like you run up every block, fuck a cop mob
Let's start a riot knowing that this shit is non-stop, head-bop, ask what took you so
long, wait until the song drops
See I told you it was worth the wait about to hit you with the rub-a-dub-a-dub-a-doo
Oh, ain't no scooby-dooby-doo, where are you
All of my exes live in Texas, sipping on that liquor, harder and harder, bitter more
bitter
By the second, bio-weapons and the voices inside of my head, oh
Just a little too much serotonin, chemical reaction, getting into action
Rid of these actors, rid of these fractures, rid of these phonies, rid of these reasons, rid of these
Motherfuckers with the name of Jackson
Wearing the Pacson, posing up caption, achieve your dreams and when you reach them celebrate
em
RC's algorithm's to the music, got you going, going
Oooooooooooh, shit man, this shit is really, really, really, really sick
Kinda lit, pretty quick, I'm a nitwit, little bit
Can I hit your nic, little prick, pretty bad for a chick
Hit a lick, tough shit, ain't slick, you ain't never seen me coming bout to hit you with
A little motherfuckin' summer loving shit, my gutter running, looking like I'm out of luck
Cluck fifty, no buck, no bout
To hit you with a motherfuckin' autumn, I just snuck in the wrong place at the wrong
Time, you a fuck, go suck a dick, little bitch, you think you a nemesis, little kid, L-M-A-O-I-L-E-G-I-T
Do not give a shit, cause I'm on that Mr. Eminem-inem shit, shit, no counterfeit
Bare dome, miss fit, kinda lit, committed, little superstitious, back to bad, that's it
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Burkhart
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