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lirik lagu do not listen to this song – hydracoque

[verse 1 // hydracoque]
i’m not g*y, i don’t suck c*ck, i don’t rape men
i don’t stalk them, take them, tape them and gape them
i never gape, rape, f*ll*te, castrate, or inseminate men
i swear i don’t use my bas*m*nt as a g*y playpen
i’m not hydracoque and i don’t run nigpro records
and it’s not funded in part by [redacted] media center
i don’t press ritalin with estrogen, turnin’ addicts transgender
and i never put my b*lls inside a blender
i don’t drill holes in my c*ck and jack off while flaccid
i never drowned 5 n*ggas at one time in lake placid
i don’t lube up with antifreeze and i don’t use battery acid
and if i saw a male ass, i wouldn’t immediately tap it
i don’t use lakes to store bodies to make ’em bloat
i’m not a h0m*necrophile, i’m not a throat goat
i don’t have human skin anywhere on my coat
i never f*cked a pigeon, a dog, cat, or a goat
i don’t kidnap n*ggas and torture them on my boat
and then they don’t get tied up and slit from their scr*t* to their throat
i never forged any of these n*ggas a suicide note
and i didn’t dispose of them in the lake of which i just spoke
if you look up a list of unsolved disappearances, i’m not responsible for most of ’em
i don’t eat people and there’s no other way in which i dispose of ’em
i never prolapsed a n*gga postmortem, ain’t no necrosis then
i only f*ck the living and i’m not g*y, i’m not even blowin’ men
i’ve never used strong acids and bases to dissolve human parts
depending on what piece it is, and i never ripped out a human heart
just to go and feast on it
k!lling and drilling n*ggas, that sh*t doesn’t please my d*ck
and i never strangle my p*n*s ’til it’s purple whenever i squeeze my d*ck
nah, i don’t
and if a n*gga tells me not to k!ll him? i won’t
i mean i really won’t, i won’t just pretend not to to give him false hope
i will not carve this n*gga’s head open like canteloupe
and if he dies from my torment, then i just can’t elope
i will not rub his fluids on my body like d*mn, it’s soap
and i don’t watch snuff films casually like it was a soap opera
i never popped an innocent n*gga to test out my dope shotgun
never picked up his missing head and then throat c*cked him
never even tried to make that dead n*gga’s c*ck cum
and i did not get frustrated when it didn’t
i didn’t rip out his dead assh0l* and then cum in it
i’m not a necrophile, dead ass… is not somethin’ i’m aroused by
i’m not sending many n*ggas to heaven up in the clouds high
genitalia of cadavers don’t astound my
perverted ass desires which i don’t have
i’m not completely sick and disgusting
i don’t rip out n*ggas’ organs and then get to thrusting inside of ’em
using them as human fleshlights
doing their rotting flesh tight
eating all of them so then their flesh might
imbue me with all their powers as all of their blood just showers all over me and the ground
yeah, dead n*ggas, i don’t wanna pound
evil ass thoughts do not surround me constantly, n*gga
nor do i have thoughts of wanting g*y c*ck in me, n*gga
i don’t drip precum whenever n*ggas talk to me, n*gga
rusty chastity cages are never lockin’ me, n*gga
and i don’t have 500 d*ld*s on my property, n*gga
next to all of the rotting bodies, my n*gga
i don’t jack off while eating human meat like it’s salami, my n*gga
and it’s not suspicious that i’m freestylin’ about this for over 3 minutes in a godd*mn song
and this song is not gonna reach over 7 minutes long, n*gga
so if you keep on listening, you don’t need to put on a leopard print thong
n*gga you don’t need to do that sh*t at all
you don’t need to send me pictures of that so i can go and jack off
i won’t use research chemicals, i won’t use bath salts
i won’t go out in public and eat a n*gga’s face and ass off
i swear, i won’t literally eat a n*gga’s derriere
under my gazebo, ain’t no bodies buried there
so do not even look
and i swear that i can read so just give me a book
i’m not illiterate at all
i’m not l!ckin’ d*ck and b*lls
i’m not rippin’ chunks of human flesh out and puttin’ em in my mouth and seein’ which dissolves
that sh*t is not my actions, that sh*t’s not my prerogative
plenty of stds including hiv, i’m not positive
s*x with me is safe, i swear, you will not be harmed
by disease or by a strangling arm
you will not, it’s not even a possibility
there is no potential
i will not sound your urethra with broken pencils
no, never, that’s disgusting, i would not even get aroused by it
i wouldn’t start cummin’ uncontrollably
i wouldn’t force yo head on my c*ck and make you start blowin’ me
i wouldn’t bash your head in with a rock when you swallow my skeet, no
that is not something i’d do, we are bros
i do not k!ll my s*xual partners
i don’t turn partners into parts and my skin isn’t darker than permanent marker
your ass isn’t a garage and i’m not peter parker
i don’t even exist, i don’t lurk in the shadows
i don’t sneak up on n*ggas at night and f*ck them in the assh0l*
i don’t smoke on p*n*s blood like that sh*t is tobacco
not smokin’ crack with my b*llsack in my cadillac, bro
never wrangling n*ggas’ prostates with my foreskin lasso
not stripping n*ggas down in public making that ass show
humiliating them because they don’t want their p*n*s to be seen
so i chop it off with my mouth, and now it never will be again
here, take this, it’s estrogen in an epipen
wait don’t take it, i wouldn’t do that, ha, that’s a lie
i’m kidding, every single thing in this song is fake
i wouldn’t hide real sh*t with the fake sh*t just to disguise it in an april fool’s song, n*gga
i’m not responsible for biowarfare attacks in vietnam, n*gga
if you look in my assh0l*, you will not find the components for explosives or bombs, n*gga
this sh*t is not nearly a 5 minute song, n*gga
well it is now, but it won’t be, my n*gga
this freestyle is unholy
n*gga p*n*s, guacamole
wanna blow me, do it slowly?
just swallow me, deep throat me
not, don’t, this is not an april fool’s song and you won’t
and i won’t shoot you if you don’t
i don’t torture my genitals, i don’t torture them at all
i don’t swing at my d*cks with knives and watch ’em all fall
i don’t have more than one c*ck, i do not even have multiple
and if i did, none of my p*n*ses would be punchable
i didn’t rock my rock hard c*ck like its name was chris
that wasn’t my will, and no i’m not a black smith
i never made medieval weapons and used them all to fist
any n*gga, all my s*x is vanilla, i never kissed or even hugged a man
i swear, i did not
i don’t have 57 c*cks inside of one of my cabinets, i don’t let d*cks rot
i don’t observe the stages of decay, that’s not arousing nor hot
i don’t contort myself in a worn out cot and i don’t slam my p*n*s between the frame when i rip the mattress off, i put it up against the wall super gently and i use cloth
i do not deglove my p*n*s by rippin’ the wings off like a moth
on the sheets of which i sleep, it isn’t human skin
and my sink drains aren’t full of human meat
i don’t eat men, i am not a cannibal
only eat meat, if it comes from animals
animals are not something that i f*ck as well
i don’t exclusively prefer the ones with a second tail
you won’t find bodies between the walls of my apartment
there’s no bloodstains, that’s just the pattern of the carpet
i don’t do all these things in real life, i merely larp it
i never f*cked open a n*gga’s chest cavity and made his heart split
i didn’t shoot a n*gga in the head because i felt like it
i didn’t feel his body after his life left, if it smelled like it about 2 weeks later?
it isn’t true
that murder along with the others, those are things i did not do
i don’t skin my p*n*s with razor blades and i don’t use hand sanitizer after that sh*t as lube
i never punched my b*lls super brutally after, makin’ them black to blue
i’m not even black, i’m not attracted to dudes
i didn’t rip my foreskin off just to try and restore it
i didn’t dry my cum out, nor roll it up, nor snort it
i never shocked my nipples with clamps, i’m not aroused by electricity
i wouldn’t cum if i had 5 big n*ggas d*ckin’ me
i never shoved 5 d*cks in my ass and shot cum like steph curry
i never came in a n*gga’s eyes and made his vision blurry
i never mixed sh*t crumbs with the cum and made that sh*t a dicflurry
ayo, the beat go off?
man, 7 minutes ain’t enough man, put that sh*t back on or i’ma f*ckin’ k!ll you and rape you* i mean, i*i won’t do that
i won’t do* ju* put the beat back on, g*y_i, motherf*cker!
never mixed sh*t crumbs with cum and made a dicflurry
i did not f*ck a bird or chicken sandwich in a hurry
i wouldn’t have done it even if i wasn’t rushin’
i don’t f*ck n*ggas bleedin’ durin’ s*x, their holes wasn’t gushin’
if you male with booty shorts, i wouldn’t get to touchin’
i wouldn’t override consent, no nutting, nothing
i’d never hide in caves just so that i can go and rape miners
i don’t cum in all the food whenever i’m serving n*ggas at diners
i don’t shoot bl**dy splooge at all, and matter of fact, i never did
i’m never completely serious about all of the g*y n*gga s*x i did
i jest, i kid, and if you investigate?
then your head won’t split
you will not end up in my bas*m*nt or get molested quick
i never dragged my hand in the dirt and punched a 6 year old n*gga so hard that he just went down, face into the ground
i never motherf*ckin’ did that sh*t just so i could make a joke about sandy hook
i didn’t call his dad a [redacted] when that n*gga came to look
when he tried to throw hands, i didn’t pull a gun out and blast that n*gga’s f*ckin’ head off, *gunshot mimicry*, now there’s about nothin’ left
lookin’ like smucker’s strawberry jam on the ground
the kid is still alive, and this is the last thing that he ever saw
his dad getting blown off, skull separated from jaw
i was like, here’s a lollipop, put the barrel into his maw
made that n*gga suck on the gun, in about 3 seconds this n*gga was done
a whole lotta red, a whole lot of fun
n*gga i’m completely ruthless and merciless
i’m addicted to murder n*gga… i just love hurtin’, b*tch
in both ways, i’m a sadom*s*ch*stic warrior of h0m*s*xual n*gga b*tts*x spreadin’ aids and cuttin’ necks
punch a n*gga in the face and fist his ass with my rolex
the only question left, is where will i go next?
also, whenever i sound my urethra with *n*l beads?
while i’m sitting on a cactus spinnin’ around so my a*hole bleeds?
i rip that sh*t out like i’m tryna start a lawnmower
sh*t, blood, p*ss, cum, that sh*t is all over me
fillin’ me with glee
i’m like the black version of albert fish mixed with jeffrey dahmer
but my only victims are other g*y black n*ggas hotter than a sauna
once i went to minnesota, l!cked on 60 b*n*rs, slurped the cum out like it’s soda
my n*gga i’m vulgar

- hydracoque

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