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Shake it up, all for the fun of it First song on the album, I wanna spit Motherfuckers who can't hit the lickity splickity speed of my voice And still try to copy it They like the flexing, but listen to me I know it's vexing, but promise me you'll read All the lyrics to this song, every word On your computer screen Can you feel that? Oh shit They said work it, bitch They make you feel like you do want a bit And then they'll throw you in the deepest pit It's never enough But you don't really wanna work it, bitch Work it, bitch They said work it, bitch They make you feel like you do want a bit And then they'll throw you in the deepest pit It's never enough But you don't really wanna work it, bitch Work it, bitch I think they wanna mind control They use me for your earholes What I'm telling you, it ain't a joke What I'm saying will not hold up in court though Okay, the track's speeding up now Better change the subject before you get yourself in trouble, Kim This is your debut album You have one shot Show 'em what you can do Yeah Following album I'm in, I filled it with everything I've a difficult harmony balance, even when I'm not the villain Whip, whip, whip Son of a cunt, I want a winner for fuck's sake Trick, trick, trick Spinning a finger, forget the things that I say Look, all I'm saying is I had to go to some really dark places To make this fucking thing It represents everything I am, everything I'm not But also everything I could've been You're about to witness my death, my birth And my fucking catharsis, you motherfuckers Not everything mentioned in this album Is an opinion of Kim Dracula themselves Lots of the things that are sung or spoken Are from the perspective of others Kim Dracula does not condone any of the acts mentioned That one might deem immoral in the rest of the album Let's go I managed to slip out something that holds within it At least a semblance of artistic integrity Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha I may be a selling point, but it's on my terms, bitch I think they wanna mind control They use me for your earholes What I'm telling you, it ain't a joke What I'm saying will not hold up in court though I think they wanna mind control They use me for your earholes What I'm telling you, it ain't a joke What I'm saying will not hold up in court though
Writer(s): Drew Fulk, Richard Ortiz, Josh Kj Strock, Samuel James Wellings, Chris Mora Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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