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vhc 2 - brutalmagician lyrics

[intro]
(shake, that body, party that body)

[verse 1]
i’m feeling notorious, b*tch ass motherf*cker, word to biggie’s name
come on now, i thought we all wanted to play the blame game
i feel like kendrick, but i definitely don’t have all the fame
y’all feel un*eccentric, like y’all took all the shame
f*ck doechii, she a roach, that hoe ain’t whippin’ no plan
if she acknowledges me, i’ll tell her “your d*ck’s longer than a pringles can”
and don’t try and harass me, “she’s” definitely a man
this is a joke, but if i can prove it, i motherf*ckin’ can
i don’t give a f*ck, this is the part where you run
i don’t care about women, i’m too young for ‘em, c*nt
oh no, the wanna*be rapper kid is having fun
not to be selfish, but i think i’ve had enough
jumping around and out the house like a playboy cat
i’m a fetish kid and a music maker, and i need sh*t, stat
have you ever seen a raindrop go “wap, wap wap?”
well, that’s the trick with her p*ssy, but i don’t need that, that, that

[refrain]
vice, h*ll, cat, i need that
vice, h*ll, cat, who got that?
vice, h*ll, cat, i need that
vice, h*ll, cat, who got that? (ha)
[verse 2]
you ever gotten drunk and treated yo wife like sh*t?
well, if you have, get off of here, and get off my d*mn d*ck
n0body needs f*ckin’ brains, all they need is f*ckin’ tits
great, now who else is gonna help me organize my sh*tty slits
anyways, they gotta load, like, i dunno, f*ckin’ 50 mags
this world is filled with sh*tty b*tches and glitchy lags
and some things don’t even exist anymore, like, have you ever seen a clean rag?
and that sh*tty upstairs b*tch* no, he’s an upstairs ass
smoking while i’m looking at sh*t on the web
i feel way too drunk, catch a blonde hoe with a net
i go back to my house and hook her with bunches of fent
next thing you know, we’re both down, we ended like a cassette
we ain’t even out in turks, she finna take sand
ridin’ ’round with f&n, we like to hold hands
boat was too sipped out, he ain’t leave the bed
d*mn near dipped a pint of tech in a code red

[refrain]
vice, h*ll, cat, i need that
vice, h*ll, cat, who got that?
vice, h*ll, cat, i need that
vice, h*ll, cat, who got* (k!ll yourself, k!ll yourself)

[chorus]
this is the worst song ever made
my blood is replaced with lemonade
in fact, i very much need some aid
and my cousin has aids
this is the worst song ever made
my blood is replaced with lemonade
in fact, i very much need some aid
and my cousin has aids
this is the worst song ever made
my blood is replaced with lemonade
in fact, i very much need some aid
and my cousin has aids
this is the worst song ever made
my blood is replaced with lemonade
in fact, i very much need some aid
and my cousin has aids
[refrain]
vice, h*ll, cat, i need that (this is the worst song ever made)
vice, h*ll, cat, who got that? (my blood is replaced with lemonade)
vice, h*ll, cat, i need that (in fact, i very much need some aid)
vice, h*ll, cat, who got that? (ha) (and my cousin has aids)

- brutalmagician lyrics

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