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
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 Now maybe I'm - (okay)