Untitled Song
• Written by KarmaViciosa
What you wanna fight for this country?
You’ve only ever fought your Mrs
She’s at the next man’s gaff
doing dishes getting kisses
Mind your business
World war three is coming
Hate always wins and there’s no more loving
Rushing to crush you there’s always something
What you wanna fly out to war
Even when a comment got you sore
Raw, shaking you right down to your core, or
maybe more, but I adore how you hardcore men
Try to pretend your ego cannot be bent
Please! You’re a disease, and you - ew you a bit fragrant
Been living it up in your mums basement
But say that you’re making a big statement
Wow
Behind your eyes it’s vacant
Pushing you for my entertainment
And it’s so blatant you can’t get laid without payment
Now that’s the real statement, he hired an agent
For his dingaling and still couldn’t solicit a vagrant
What you wanna fight for this country?
You’ve only ever fought your Mrs
You go to war coz you’re hungry
But you’d be lucky to come home with stitches
Can’t play that with me,
I will simply take all your bitches
Phone just rang, it’s your man,
He ain’t the rags to my riches
What you wanna fight for this country?
You’ve only ever fought your Mrs
She’s at the next man’s gaff
doing dishes getting kisses
Mind your business
World war three is coming
Hate always wins and there’s no more loving
Rushing to crush you there’s always something
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KarmaViciosa
Member since July 31 2021