I Cannot Fucking Wait Til Morrissey Dies

I do it, I do it I do what matter to me, dawg Tom, Varg, Morrissey Bunch of timid white - who can't fuck with me My daddy told me these white - can't keep a key Fifth in his face, got him singing C (damn) Never (woo) mind, you or me (okay) Fuck a Johnny Rotten, I want Lil' B Fuck you niggas talking, this a killing spree (dang) Pull up on a cracker bumpin' Lil' Peep God (God) damn (damn), holy sheep Got my reparations, bought some jewelry (yo) I'm a left-wing Hades, twenty-six with a fresh .380 We gon' show you exactly how we do it Down in the country, baby This Alabama though, huh Watch make you look cock-eyed Racks make you walk wop-sided And you know I rock real diamonds You ain't even gotta look at 'em - on my dick 'cause I'm edgy Sit your pale ass down, have a Pepsi I'm way past flexing Feel the dab in my chest, this is venting Now maybe I'm - (okay)