Bronze Age Mindset (feat. blickytwodicks)

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ALT Slauson

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I have sold out to the patriarchy in this culture
Whoo! I got the Bronze Age Mindset
Fleeing persecution cuz I ain't ready to die yet
Find the nearest car with that fresh pine scent
God I love that shit
Call me Mike Ma cuz I'm designed by a faggot (yuh)
Make fun of my own so I don't get the dragnet
All up on my dick cuz I'm famous on the internet
I'ma get some land before the final winter set
Piss more people off than Joji
If you send a text don't send no emoji
Got the heat drink some lemonade call me Sophie
I don't get depressed, I get more focused
What's it like getting kicked in the balls for
Biting the hand that feeds you?
Bet you wish you had a redo
Shit hurt so bad he's speaking Hebrew
Mi sheberach I just shot your brother
"You're a faggot" the last words he uttered (what)
Flipped him on the couch just like my lover
Then continued to butt f*ck him like Donald Glover (damn)
Put you to sleep, call me Debussy (whoa)
Beat your shit in like Karate Snuppy
Knock your shit loose like some Robitussin
I'll beat it like cream boy get this whupping (I'll whup that ass)
Bill Gates is gay I don't need to explain
Hang me on the door knob cunt I ain't afraid
I'm a terrorist, used to chill with McCain (yuh)
Do you still feel in charge, Mr. Wayne
Man I hit the bong so hard a cracker think
That he the most fly (ooh)
Can't hear a thing, just smell the dank and give me
Everything this hundred dollars can buy, whoa
Lost my breath from the first inhale, behind the wheel
DUI now my ass in jail and I never got to that In-N-Out
Like I'm Paris Hil- shit
Just passed by there go another pig
Just got out I ain't going back again
Since '97 bitch how you been
Stacking all this money getting
Fucked by the government and shit
You don't know about it, bitch what you know about this
N-O-T-H-I-N-G
You gonna learn when you go f*ck with me
You see this bread, this lunch, this cheese
I eat, I eat, but ain't shit free
Free, free, free, free
Don't know a damn thing about it
Making all these racks every god damn Friday
Say I make a lot cuz you know I never count it
And I know I can blow and go and get it without it
Damn bitch, (how crazy) who knew the white kids would rap like this
Juggle Ball Boys and we back in this bitch
And when I say back I mean the back of your ass full fist
Shit, damn, this is my jam
Sleeping good at night like I made a hundred bands
I see you getting closer, I can smell your fucking breath
But you couldn't even touch me if you
Had a hundred hands, damn
Shit, damn, jam

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