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Lyrics:
keffals is about as treacherous as dennis the menace is
how we let these fucking peasants go and peddle their fetishes
on our little kids, if we manage to settle this
it won't be on no internet where they ban us and banish us
the truth ministers decide when you get to speak
and who listens and if you don't go their beat buddy then you finished
vanished, flipping them digits, i do my due diligence
but i need twenty two minutes just to get
my true feelings to the pencil and the pad
during any invasion, our ancestors attacked
how the fuck is it all we can do is sit there and clap
and watch these motherfuckers that's feeding our kids all this crap
fixin’ to fix up a mix of HRT in the bath
how the fuck you defending what's patently an attack?
trickin' them, pickin' at children ‘til the victim is had
you think ten or eleven year olds even know how to act?
packaging up a tragic act and you’re passing it back
RIP to anyone who couldn’t handle the flack
and all this stalking and doxing? man you bitches is wack
but if you swatting, then you need a fucking shiv in your back
but let’s not try to act like that’s only where it’s at
and that’s your only motive, and you got no reason to blank
all of the internet, so let me frank
denial of service is denial of the pictures attached
I got a right to have views, I got right to offend
It’s my right to defend against bitch ass niggas
let’s draw the line in the sand, and bring life to the pen
‘cause we gon’ fight to the end with you bitch ass niggas
and if you tell us we ain’t allowed to get in
then you can ban us again like some bitch ass niggas
‘cause when I pray i look around me for strength
but nowadays I see nothing but bitch ass niggas
a nemesis you don’t really want to go head and head against
going out of my mind, been a while off my medicine
if you stand for trans rights, do it with etiquette
you invented some lies now that don’t make you no edison
and don’t underestimate the love of a dad
when you're in bed, post-op and he's there holding your hand
you got your ass botoxed, opened a trench
got yourself a post-box, now the male can fit in
I’m the dad trying to keep his kids away from the sin
you in my shop and you didn’t use the lock to get in
go and suck a cock, you and your journalist friends
that’s trying to get this wick lit and make it burn at both ends
respect should be earned, it ain’t just to be given
you don’t respect my work, I won’t respect you as women
and I ain’t mad at you.. but with that attitude, rude
why should I pick a pronoun that matches you “dude”
and the devil’s won, looks like keffals won
I dropkick that motherfucker in my air force ones
“that no ain’t no way to be treating a woman, careful son”
I’m looking round this bitch like yo show me where there’s one
we’re talking severed appendages, mystic percentages
that you can’t even mention, it’s like this shit is contagious
and I’m sorry you don’t see it but the dude’s an embarassment
and his destiny is just to get sued for damages
I got a right to have views, I got right to offend
It’s my right to defend against bitch ass niggas
let’s draw the line in the sand, and bring life to the pen
‘cause we gon’ fight to the end with you bitch ass niggas
and if you tell us we ain’t allowed to get in
then you can ban us again like some bitch ass niggas
‘cause when I pray i look around me for strength
but nowadays I see nothing but bitch ass niggas
Nothing but fucking bitches.
Take back what’s yours.
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By Lyrics:
keffals is about as treacherous as dennis the menace is
how we let these fucking peasants go and peddle their fetishes
on our little kids, if we manage to settle this
it won't be on no internet where they ban us and banish us
the truth ministers decide when you get to speak
and who listens and if you don't go their beat buddy then you finished
vanished, flipping them digits, i do my due diligence
but i need twenty two minutes just to get
my true feelings to the pencil and the pad
during any invasion, our ancestors attacked
how the fuck is it all we can do is sit there and clap
and watch these motherfuckers that's feeding our kids all this crap
fixin’ to fix up a mix of HRT in the bath
how the fuck you defending what's patently an attack?
trickin' them, pickin' at children ‘til the victim is had
you think ten or eleven year olds even know how to act?
packaging up a tragic act and you’re passing it back
RIP to anyone who couldn’t handle the flack
and all this stalking and doxing? man you bitches is wack
but if you swatting, then you need a fucking shiv in your back
but let’s not try to act like that’s only where it’s at
and that’s your only motive, and you got no reason to blank
all of the internet, so let me frank
denial of service is denial of the pictures attached
I got a right to have views, I got right to offend
It’s my right to defend against bitch ass niggas
let’s draw the line in the sand, and bring life to the pen
‘cause we gon’ fight to the end with you bitch ass niggas
and if you tell us we ain’t allowed to get in
then you can ban us again like some bitch ass niggas
‘cause when I pray i look around me for strength
but nowadays I see nothing but bitch ass niggas
a nemesis you don’t really want to go head and head against
going out of my mind, been a while off my medicine
if you stand for trans rights, do it with etiquette
you invented some lies now that don’t make you no edison
and don’t underestimate the love of a dad
when you're in bed, post-op and he's there holding your hand
you got your ass botoxed, opened a trench
got yourself a post-box, now the male can fit in
I’m the dad trying to keep his kids away from the sin
you in my shop and you didn’t use the lock to get in
go and suck a cock, you and your journalist friends
that’s trying to get this wick lit and make it burn at both ends
respect should be earned, it ain’t just to be given
you don’t respect my work, I won’t respect you as women
and I ain’t mad at you.. but with that attitude, rude
why should I pick a pronoun that matches you “dude”
and the devil’s won, looks like keffals won
I dropkick that motherfucker in my air force ones
“that no ain’t no way to be treating a woman, careful son”
I’m looking round this bitch like yo show me where there’s one
we’re talking severed appendages, mystic percentages
that you can’t even mention, it’s like this shit is contagious
and I’m sorry you don’t see it but the dude’s an embarassment
and his destiny is just to get sued for damages
I got a right to have views, I got right to offend
It’s my right to defend against bitch ass niggas
let’s draw the line in the sand, and bring life to the pen
‘cause we gon’ fight to the end with you bitch ass niggas
and if you tell us we ain’t allowed to get in
then you can ban us again like some bitch ass niggas
‘cause when I pray i look around me for strength
but nowadays I see nothing but bitch ass niggas
Nothing but fucking bitches.
Take back what’s yours.