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[RD: Uhh, I'm gonna say the F-word in this one.]
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[FS: Don't do it, Rainbow! Think of the advertisers!]
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[RD: What advertisers?]
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Saturday night and I'm crying like a motherfucker
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'Sposed to be spring, what a sweet thing
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I'm a fly machine, or if you speak qing,
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I am frying in heat like it's the fuckin' summer
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Like a fuckin' onion sitting in the oil tank,
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Just too fire--is it just too dank?
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Is this room so hot 'cause of insulation?
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Can't afford food 'cause of inf-lation?
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Well, you won't need groceries for this recipe
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Just bad words, gross things, and a little heat,
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'Cause this fire's localized entirely,
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In the place that's it's got the right to be
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within this kitchen, I got an itch and
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I'm mixin' a pitch 'cause I nixed all the bitches
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I got no contrition, I'm making' my bits and
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I'm spittin' like sizzlin' oil, 'cause this rap is gettin' broiled
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I'm a motherfuckin' rap pone, rap pone
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Cookin' home meals like it's back home, back home
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Bringin' it back to when you get your ass pwned,
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Now follow the science so your bitch gets a gnat cone
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[RD: I'm not kidding, it's way too fucking hot in here. Can we get an AC going or something?]
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Uhh, how the fuck I gonna get a job?
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I don't wanna be a slob, but my resume
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just says that I go fast,
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Yeah I own that, and I'm gonna just state that I'm unvaxxed
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Fired me from the Wonderbolts 'cause I wouldn't get the jab,
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(What a fuckin' drag, what a bunch of fags),
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Now I'm firing heat, I ain't gonna halt, so you better hold your pants
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(Try to keep it in, you're on NoFap)
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Hold up,
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(RED SUS RED SUS)
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What the fuck are the neighbors doing?
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Why the fuck they screaming like it's Super Bowl, it's not-
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(WRYYYYY JOHN CENA)
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[FS: Rainbow, it is the Super Bowl.]
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[RD: …Oh. They still have those?]
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Gonna be frank, but not the filthy kind,
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guess what you can thank for all of these lines,
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it's too fuckin' hot for me to just recline,
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Too fuckin' loud, it's a sign of the times
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'Cause it's much more easy to write rap,
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If I pretend that I'm only tryin' to write crap,
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Yeah, I got all these things that are makin' me mad,
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'least I've got the time to make the beat fat
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I'm beginnin' to feel like a rap pone, rap pone
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Now if you're scared then stay your ass home, ass home
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Last two years, got your mask on, mask on
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LGBTs, I'm not your mascot, mascot
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[RD: I think my muse is the one smoking crack.]
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I say fuck and shit, that's some fuckin' shit,
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(It's a fuck shit stack, yeah, a fuck shit stack,)
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I'm a one trick hat or a fuckin' hack
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Yeah, try to make it sound like I'm smokin' crack,
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Just wanted to make some funkin' music,
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Wanted to make up somethin' new, sick
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It's hard enough just to work through it,
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Fuck the craft, write the lines, just do it
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Develop the stack like an underpaid intern,
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Handle that pan, and the heat will get your skin burned,
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Got it down pat, get that batter flat,
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Flappin' these jacks with an jam filled aftermath
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So this is the way that I'm gonna stay
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Making pancakes, cookin' every day
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As I waste away, got that ribot lait
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I am not okay, and I don't have much to say.
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Yeah.
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