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[Intro: Death The Kid]
Death The Kid!
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[Hook x4: Death The Kid]
What’s up? Can you guess who’s next up?
Death the fuckin’ Kid, not about to rest up
I just want love like mustard and ketchup
I want them big titties like Quincy Jessep
[Verse 1: Death The Kid]
Now, we ain’t famous, Lord believe us
We ain’t plastic like Cassandra Drivas
We do get drastic and mean to Jesus
White punk on dope, the suburbs’ll breed us
These crackers need us on full throttle
I’m lovin’ my life like Robby Sockol
I’m not about to say „Go and get the weapon!”
But all my girls say I get to steppin’
[Hook x2: Death The Kid]
[Verse 2: Death The Kid]
See me with the crew and you know I’m ’bout to bang now
See me with my boys and you know I’m with the gang now
See me with the goddesses, you know they want to smoke now
See the color of my skin, I’m givin’ crackers hope now
Gettin’ brained up cause you know I like to read books
Gettin’ so much ass you can go and call me E. Hook
Smokin’ so much weed cause you know I’m with Kevin Shin
Gettin’ so high that we passin’ out at 7:10
She and she and him, call that a menage-a-trois
Watch me bust a nut, go „Splat!” in your daddy’s car
Going, going, gone, smokin’ on that Mr. Gangi
Talkin’ ’bout my friends goin’ to help me win a Grammy
Probably fuckin’ not, they’ll probably be like „Danny
Please fuckin’ stop, you are not understanding
We are scared to talk, we are fuckin’ panzies”
I will tell the cops „Fuck you! Unhand me!”
[Hook x4: Death The Kid]
[Outro: Death The Kid]
I really hope I did not offend anybody and for that, I sincerely apologize
Death The Kid!
Death The Kid!
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