Steven Nettleton - Duskull lyrics

(Verse) Fat b**h is laying on my couch f** her mouth And then I tell her to get out With a quickness Later when the seed sprouts I just tell her it ain't mine Then I close the door on these b**hes Licking clits so quick You couldn't have missed it I grab the clip and blits blits So now my minds rig-ged Even if it didn't f** with my mentals My cavity is bleeding So it f**ed with my dentals Eating pretzels Like Hansel and Gretel I got a whole sh** ton of candy In my bedroom Boom fire i fire off with my missle k** the whole planet and I still got my clip full Ifful Eiffel Eiffel the tower Spent three to six Thats 96 hours And if you dont like it you can eat my f**ing boules I do what i want im in the clique with the owl (Chorus) Chronic blazing High like a jet And if you missed it play it back b**h.. (Verse) f**in fat b**h Needs a face-lift I stay swift Lyrics hit harder than the ba** kick The same sh** I lay with Waiting to conquer the earth (HEY KIDS!) I made it to the top now I need a vacation Got these dead a** rappers Needing gravestones And easy bored Satanic a** rappers Get there future from a Ouija Board Same here Face clear I ain't f**in jokin b**h You think that im playing Just because i say i smoke sh** Oh sh** oh sh** Haters with there notions About how i k** it Dumping bodies in the ocean So ill pills Magna carta holy grail In my back pocket just to know how hova feel Oh for real? "yeah you know (yeah) how we feel" Slow burnin kush and pushing dates back like mike will And if he won't k** these b**hes then I will Conquer the rap game, and then i just might chill (chorus) (verse) Smoking sherm in the bathroom With morgan freeman Eating p**y and beating p**y Like O.J. simpson Bloody gloves, didn't fit f** it didn't do it b**h Me and captain morgan bought small gloves To do the sh** "who is this?" Ruthlessness This beat got piss and sh** All over it Cause i sh** on the beat like rover did And even if im whack Im still taking sh**s on it Ice cream, blue bonnet Now im cold and barely harmless Got a b**h in the trunk No tape on her That way she says some sly sh** I go ape on her Napalm bombs sent to Jupiter When they respond its all my fault Jacking off with lubriderm Who is hurt? b**h what do you think im rapping for? I dont care about your feelings thats what dads are for I think its funny in fact Thats what im laughing for This beat was a k**ing i made it Into a ma**acre (Chorus) I would like to note that everything in this song is entirely fictional. But seriously if youre REALLY offended go f** yourself