MASS from MYLKBOI by MYLKBOI
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| 6. | MASS | 3:40 |
Lyrics
Officer Richard Richards
This is the sergeant here uh
We got a 10-41 at 2 O’ Clock here
Can you take a look?
Things are getting…strange
Yeah!
What’s the news in Massachusetts?
It’s what these shoes did in Massachusetts
Now that I’m out of the shits
I’m pitted to win
My seat is the dais
You’re gonna all wish
I learned to remit
But I’m focusing in like deakins on iris
A motion to focus emotion
before the wounds open
let’s have a smoke
theres no room to choke
the doctor is dead
he turned on the news
It gave him a stroke
I’m usually
The only one with moxie in society
Ever since the 90’s
I've been rolling only Yahtzee
My Simon score is higher
Than your VHS collection
Now be careful when I come in
Cuz my mediums the message
Now you test me while I'm jitterbuggin
Slammin’ down the plastic fast
Know I got the Dunkin on it
Can't back up the gig you frontin’
Fast, yeah,
Throw away the phone and snapchat
Cleaning out the contacts
CHORUS
Claiming what the news is
In all of Massachusetts
Soon to be that ass that
lost his shit at the Prudench
Who the fuck are you
No, get off of my property
Where is Scooby Doo
Yo, investigate the Nazis
Threw away the social and the phone's going under with the Snapchat
Cleaning out the contacts
Claiming what the news is
In all of Massachusetts
Soon to be that ass that
lost his shit at the Prudench
I’m on a disunited island-
Where they're Violent as lions-
Under a tyrants lies
that sirens fighting over friendship
there’s no question that vengeance
was the intended direction
with deception on the side
without an intervention
it will spread, oh, like an infection
Heightening with bias til its clash of the titans
Showing off your vices and we all tighten
The sight is scary but the silence is frightening
Officer, we wanna know if you read. Officer to do you read?
Do you write?
CHORUS
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Claiming what the news is
Shit is fucking useless
MSNBC got nothing on me
Fuck the NSA, CIA, FBI, Freedom Fries,
Sam Hyde, Bonnie Clyde, Dead-Eye Dick
I could drop my bars 4G LTE
But it doesn’t mean shit if I got no cheese
So I drop out of society
So they couldn’t find me
Yeah I know you spying, quit lying (c’mon Snowden)
Who the fuck are you to be judging on me
You’re a MAGA cap battle rap half-ass nazi
Talking about my chicos ‘cause you tryna build a wall
Shit this bitch is going bald
What the fuck is in your skull?
CHORUS
Officer, do you write?
