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IM A FUCKING WALKING PARADOX

  1. I'm a fucking walking paradox –no, I'm not
  2. Threesomes with a fucking triceratops, Reptar
  3. Rapping as I'm mocking deaf rock stars
  4. Wearing synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks
  5. Bedrock, harder than a motherfucking Flintstone
  6. Making crack rocks outta pussy nigga fishbones
  7. This nigga Jasper trying to get grown
  8. About 5'7" of his bitches in my bedroom
  9. Swallow the cinnamon, I'mma scribble this sin and shit
  10. While Syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men
  11. (Syd, shut the fuck up) Here's the number to my therapist
  12. (Shit) You tell him all your problems, he's fucking awesome with listening
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  15. Jesus called, he said he's sick of the disses
  16. I told him to quit bitching, this isn't a fucking hotline
  17. For a fucking shrink, sheesh, I already got mine
  18. And he's not fucking working, I think I'm wasting my damn time
  19. I'm clocking three past six and going postal
  20. This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
  21. This ain't no V Tech shit or Columbine
  22. But after bowling, I went home for some damn Adventure Time
  23. (What'd you do?) I slipped myself some pink Xannies
  24. And danced around the house in all over print panties
  25. My mom's gone, that fucking broad will never understand me
  26. I'm not gay, I just wanna boogie to some Marvin
  27. (What you think of Hayley Williams?) Fuck her, Wolf Haley robbing 'em
  28. I'll crash that fucking airplane that that faggot nigga B.o.B is in
  29. And stab Bruno Mars in his goddamn esophagus
  30. And won't stop until the cops come in
  31. I'm an overachiever, so how about I start a team of leaders
  32. And pick up Stevie Wonder to be the wide receiver?
  33. Green paper, gold teeth and pregnant golden retrievers
  34. All I want, fuck money, diamonds and bitches, don't need them
  35. But where the fat ones at? I got something to feed 'em
  36. It's some cooking books, the black kids never wanted to read 'em
  37. Snap back, green ch ch chia fucking leaves
  38. It's been a couple months, and Tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn
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  41. They say success is the best revenge
  42. So I beat DeShay up with the stack of magazines I'm in
  43. Oh, not again! Another critic writing report
  44. I'm stabbing any blogging faggot hipster with a Pitchfork
  45. Still suicidal I am
  46. I'm Wolf, Tyler put this fucking knife in my hand
  47. I'm Wolf, Ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head
  48. And I'm Wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch
  49. (What the fuck, man?) Fuck the fame and all the hype, G
  50. I just want to know if my father would ever like me
  51. But I don't give a fuck, so he's probably just like me
  52. A motherfuckin' Goblin
  53. (Fuck everything, man) That's what my conscience said
  54. Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead
  55. Now the only guidance that I had is splattered on cement
  56. Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

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