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POCKET PU$$Y (feat. Dreamin Lover)

  1. //[Intro] Beel the Punk
  2.  
  3. We gonna split you open, pocket pussy
  4. Let's go, you rookie
  5.  
  6. //[Verse 1] Dreamin Lover
  7.  
  8. Boutta split and dip you
  9. Gonna chew you then continue
  10. We all about them vibes, yeah you know it
  11. We gonna see all them lights, then fight, then you gonna kick the bucket
  12. We could fuck you up with one smoke of our weed
  13. One gram of our coke could mess you up, guaranteed
  14. One pill of our molly could knock your ass out
  15. One ounce of our heroin could leave you in the clouds
  16. Anything of ours is way too strong for you
  17. So don't bother us and drive away in your BMW
  18.  
  19. //[Chorus] Beel the Punk
  20.  
  21. Split you apart, pocket pussy
  22. We gon' eat you up like a cookie
  23. You ain't a pookie or got Gucci
  24. So run away or get shot with my Uzi
  25.  
  26. Split you apart, pocket pussy
  27. We gon' eat you up like a cookie
  28. You ain't a pookie or got Gucci
  29. So run away or get shot with my Uzi
  30.  
  31. //[Verse 2] Beel the Punk
  32.  
  33. You ain't ever seen someone like me
  34. I'm just a freak that reeks, that's bleak and a druggy
  35. Imma fuck both you and your mother up
  36. So just shut up, you corrupt pup, you're just a hiccup
  37.  
  38. I’m a hell born hex with a necklace of knives
  39. Injectin' infections, dissectin' your lives
  40. Resurrect in the night with a message of blight
  41. Then I etch it in flesh under exit sigs
  42.  
  43. Got a twitch in my wrist from the glitch in my code
  44. Sip pitch from a chalice where the sickness grows
  45. Stitch lips shut with a filament thread
  46. While I giggle at the rigor mortis kickin' in heads
  47.  
  48. I’m a mimic of misery, minister of filth
  49. Crackin' your cranium just for the thrill
  50. Insidious syllables spill in a rhythm
  51. That riddles your spirit and splits your will
  52.  
  53. Yeah, I bathe in venom and speak in static
  54. My brain's a cathedral of bleak semantics
  55. Each stanza's a phantom, a cancer chantin'
  56. Leave you mangled in the street like antique plastic
  57.  
  58. //[Chorus] Beel the Punk
  59.  
  60. Split you apart, pocket pussy
  61. We gon' eat you up like a cookie
  62. You ain't a pookie or got Gucci
  63. So run away or get shot with my Uzi
  64.  
  65. Split you apart, pocket pussy
  66. We gon' eat you up like a cookie
  67. You ain't a pookie or got Gucci
  68. So run away or get shot with my Uzi
  69.  
  70. //[Verse 3] Beel the Punk
  71.  
  72. I'm in your brain, got you goin' mad
  73. You act like a bad dad named Brad who graphs in a notepad
  74. You're a fucking pussy, that's why we split you apart
  75. Call you a retard then disregard and depart
  76.  
  77. I’m the glitch in your logic, the static in thought
  78. Rip your conscience out the cockpit while laughin' a lot
  79. Got a plot full of ops, and I talk with a scalpel
  80. Draw a map on your back, now you walkin’ in shambles
  81.  
  82. I’m the phantom in the frame that your pastor fears
  83. With a laugh so cracked it could fracture ears
  84. I appear in your mirror with a bag of spears
  85. And a grin that’s stitched with your tragic tears
  86.  
  87. //[Chorus] Beel the Punk
  88.  
  89. Split you apart, pocket pussy
  90. We gon' eat you up like a cookie
  91. You ain't a pookie or got Gucci
  92. So run away or get shot with my Uzi
  93.  
  94. Split you apart, pocket pussy
  95. We gon' eat you up like a cookie
  96. You ain't a pookie or got Gucci
  97. So run away or get shot with my Uzi
  98.  
  99. Split you apart, pocket pussy
  100. We gon' eat you up like a cookie
  101. You ain't a pookie or got Gucci
  102. So run away or get shot with my Uzi
  103.  
  104. Split you apart, pocket pussy
  105. We gon' eat you up like a cookie
  106. You ain't a pookie or got Gucci
  107. So run away or get shot with my Uzi

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