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antie - antie manie lyrics

[verse 1]
yo, i’m a hot and bothered astronaut
crashin’ while exposing naan
since he had backstabbed me after long four years
sent to earth to poke jason in the ass with saws
and knock blunt ashes into goop’s caskets, and laugh it off
twisted, sicker than mad cattle, in fact, i’m on
six different liquors, with a elvis wig plastered on
stop blockin’ me, b*tch, you shouldn’t be that alarmed
when central is in the attic armed with an addict’s arm
antie puts the “ass” in “assassin”
puts the pieces of decomposin’ bodies in plastic
puts them in a pan and mixes it up with scat
then gobbles it like fatass losers and catfish
it so happens that i’m so haphazardous
i’ll puke a piece and put it on a hook and f*ckin’ cast the sh*t
i’m askin’ that you sh*tty ass rap actors take action
and get a hall pass for this class*act trial
how do i fit the weight of duty in a satchel?
slip capsules in a glass, they elvis presley
party staff baffled, askin’ where the light go
in my room, redefinin’ the meaning of black holes
but go on, toughen up
i got truths to crush and doubts to cut
and walls to shut and fears i’m uppercutting up
it’s nf, standin’ up, go ahead, challenge us
without a doubt, a sure*fire way to self*destruct
i’m stackin’ up, trumpet sounds inside my lungs
play a song, the weight is strong, my spirit’s had enough to hunt
as well as suffer, then i rummage through what’s left undone
found the mustard
and the neighbors notice something’s up
“what you doin’?”, nothin’ much
would shout some other stuff
got to f*ckin’ bounce, guess jason can’t stop doing tricks on it
[interlude]
f*ck t1ppyz boyz
eat my d*ck (normal future)
i’ll eat ya ass
f*ck t1ppyz boyz, f*ck them b*tches, man
f*ck them b*tches, man

[verse 2]
get up off the pavement, wipe the dirt and vomit off
t1ppyz boyz hatin’, but them b*tches is a lot of talk
cotton soft p*ssy, them normal people is molotov
c*cktails, f*ckin’ toss one in your apartment, dog
normal future, we ain’t barkin’, nah
try releasing music on youtube with your f*cking arms cut off
put ’em in carpet and watch it get auctioned off
the ace tell goop’s daughter
“we’re sorry, but papa’s gone, b*tch”

[outro]
normal future wolf gang, buddy
f*ck them t1ppyz boyz b*tches
normal future wolf gang let em’ live, don’t give a f*ck dumbass
litter life dumbass, stay pop dumbass, what’s good?
lil de, what up buddy?
f*ck jason and goop

- antie manie lyrics

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