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talkin' to nobody - fujisawa lyrics

[intro]
yeah, you know, one thing i noticed ’bout y’all is
you don’t even give a f*ck ’bout my day n’ sh*t that happens
but oh well, imma tell y’all

[verse 1]
ahem, umh, yeah, so, yesterday my dog died
by an old hog tied to a worn log by a blonde ho’s side
with a bit off throat, i went meyers n’ tied her up in a bow tie
know that i throw “h0m* die” in every song of mine like treasury, so get lost
quit askin’ the same sh*t, i’m exhaust, so why am i like this?
why do i love p*ssing off n’ why do i like this? so
let me know, why is the snow cold n’ the cold wind blows?
why is when i rip bars like this, i gеt all breezy n’ suddenly i’m a big meanie
listеn, ho, do you think if you diss me i’ll let it slip it so easy
f*ck you n’ f*ck no, you don’t know what even wild means
i’m goin’ styled mild with a migrace smile but wait for christmas to be off
you’ll see me straight hate n’ wild like a bull in a brawl
so
shut up, ho, else i’ll show up n’ shoot your front porch with a blowtorch
now tell me, dortch, if i really gave a f*ck, would i just wake up
smack ya and tell you that you even can’t flip sh*t in the toilet with a spatula. (“rhyme’s ass!”)

[chorus]
talkin’ to n0body, yeah, i’m talkin’ to n0body
sayin’ all this sh*t but it don’t mean a d*mn thing, uh
’cause i said, “talkin’ to n0body, yeah, talkin’ to n0body
you thought you knew me n’ what bein’ fuji really mean, do you?
ha, that’s the funny thing.”
[verse 2]
b*tch you don’t even have a wallet or a phone
so you don’t know how much everybody portraits me as darn cold
n’ largely compare to a solitaire demogorgon
so i tell critics that y’all would suck a d*ck to be me for a second
question is how can i be reckoned in seven sessions, with
now how can six mil d*cks be p*ssies, lil kids da posse
there’s a seven discs cd in her car, i’m in all seven slots n’ you’re not, so aww
they were sleepin’ n’ i made ’em stop snoring’
ignorin’ the borin’ outporin’ talkin’ ’bout me
i’m not evil, it’s simple i’m nice, yo, f*ck it i’m out cold
now everywhere i go, they scream out “go!”
i’m ’bout this clean house, yo, i’m lysol
where the f*ck do you think i picked up the habit of smakin’ f*gs overall
but then again, who the f*ck wants a plain mountain

[verse 3]
no one’s insaner than me, except my evil twin
sh*t, look at that evil grin, now please evil twin
come in, it’s all you, oh, like a cook, i’m takin’ a long ass verse
reverse it n’ put it in beetwen a bullsh*t virgin evil hook
listen, girl, if you mistook how to look at this song
ook at me as i show how to blow this flow
catch don blow this h0m* n’ job with his toe
oh, he’s done so no swab no mo’
th*rn, listen dawg, i ain’t swore n this song, not one or more
ain’t a crook no mo’, wanna prove me wrong, then throw this flow down a hole
f*ck yo bucko, mine’s the best n’ his ain’t a test
“dangnabbit, oh gosh”, this ain’t even a better swore word than “d*mn it, you f*ggot”
so you better learn, oh, i’m hot*headed when i’m a dement n’ i’m just a slop header
name’s emmet n’ brit n’ i’m cold*hearted like a spider*man throwin’ a spider in cold snow
why am i so biased when these finest biatches say i’m slow when it comes to f*ck hoes
f*ck oh, i’m so p*ssed off, like f*ck a duck
i’m twistin’ my sh*t n’ turnin’ into the wizard of oz
then i p*ss in a bin to relieve n’ my p*ss is green ’cause i eat sick beets
n’ sh*t, come back at it, slit my wrist with my d*ck and whip you with it
i’m insane again, regained n’ scream quit it, sick pr*ck, don’t give a sh*t
now catholics are panickin’ cause i snapped back to my old antics n’ shenanigans again
i’m lephi’s evil twin, i don’t give a sh*t ’bout whatcha think or need, so f*ck your muck feelings
n’ who the f*ck am i yellin’ at, there’s n0body there, yet
i’m yellin’ at the dresden air n’ f*ck it, you’ll get to hear more ’bout me, ’cause
[chorus]
talkin’ to n0body, yeah, i’m talkin’ to n0body
sayin’ all this sh*t but it don’t mean a d*mn thing, uh
’cause i said, “talkin’ to n0body, yeah, talkin’ to n0body
you thought you knew me n’ what bein’ fuji really mean, do you?
ha, that’s the funny thing.”

[outro]
anyway talkin’ to n0body, right?
let’s see what comes next, ’cause
i guess i just gotta shine or some sh*t, yo

- fujisawa lyrics

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