
Larry Delusional Thomas
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[Intro]
Yo-yo-yo
Yo, yo
[Verse 1]
I'm sicker than a biohazard psychopathic murderer
Speak to Jews in German words, I go to church with burglars
Further further, world of the undead, blunt to the head
Fuck Feds, I eat a pussy 'til my tongue red
Period, or redder than it is already, serious
But they laugh and read at my obituary
He's clinically braindead, load up a semi-automatic
Star aimin' for these saints' heads, I'm pure evil
This a rogue world with more AIDS and more needles
I cure people from starvation when I forcefeed you
Illuminati party, I'm gettin' sworn in
Tattoos of baby Jesus burned in my foreskin
I fuck with God, the world treat me like the underdog
Bitch-ass rappers, all they do is hug a lot
But fuck love, put a gun to my head and pull it
Just to show you that I'm not defeated by a bullet
*Gunshot*
My soul live forever full of addictive pleasures
Chivalry, Satan conversation from the ministry
Army of fans like a hundred million mini-me's
Take 'em to the top of the mountain, have 'em drink the punch
Yo-yo-yo
Yo, yo
[Verse 1]
I'm sicker than a biohazard psychopathic murderer
Speak to Jews in German words, I go to church with burglars
Further further, world of the undead, blunt to the head
Fuck Feds, I eat a pussy 'til my tongue red
Period, or redder than it is already, serious
But they laugh and read at my obituary
He's clinically braindead, load up a semi-automatic
Star aimin' for these saints' heads, I'm pure evil
This a rogue world with more AIDS and more needles
I cure people from starvation when I forcefeed you
Illuminati party, I'm gettin' sworn in
Tattoos of baby Jesus burned in my foreskin
I fuck with God, the world treat me like the underdog
Bitch-ass rappers, all they do is hug a lot
But fuck love, put a gun to my head and pull it
Just to show you that I'm not defeated by a bullet
*Gunshot*
My soul live forever full of addictive pleasures
Chivalry, Satan conversation from the ministry
Army of fans like a hundred million mini-me's
Take 'em to the top of the mountain, have 'em drink the punch
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