paroles de chanson Grouch - G-Mo Skee

Yo
I swear to god the whole world sucks ass
But I gotta live here so I be wakin' up mad
Scratch my nut sack and crawl outta bed with a head full of dreads
And pussy juice on my moustache
I eat my bowl of cereal with a straight face
Spacin' out, thinkin 'bout how much I hate Drake
I hate main stream artists 'cause I don't make they money they make
It makes me wanna throw dishes and break plates
Flip tables and fling chairs, stare in the mirror and cuss people out who ain't there,
It ain't fair
Tell 'em to say prayers
'Cause I was sent here to rape squares who use auto-tune and gay snares
I take my time makin' somethin' creative while they buy ghost writers with a couple
Of payments
Still I'm the most underrated slash under-appreciated and that's a understatement
Bitch I woke up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I want the whole fuckin' world to suffer
Because I woke up mad
Don't ask me how I'm doin', get ya ass on or you gon' be the first person I flash
On
Bitch I woke up mad
Nigga stay the fuck out of my face or you could put a cap on the rest of the day
When I wake up mad
That's why I'm on the internet talking so much trash, the whole world sucks ass
Bitch I woke up mad!
Who the fuck I gotta kill to get a million views?
I'll drown his ass face down in a swimming pool
My friend just invited me to get some food
G-Mo you wanna go to the... No, I ain't in the mood
My whole life I try to do what's right and got shitted on so now I'm too uptight
If I saw you hanging above a pit full of spikes I'd scream 'Give me your hand I'll
Help you up, psyche!' (Noooo...)
And watch you fall to your funny ass death
And I couldn't really give a fuck less
This mornin' I'm upset, niggas gettin' gut-checked
Ain't no more nugs left, I ain't smoked a blunt yet
I'm ready to have a fit, I can't find happiness
The world can open up a sink hole and suck an intergalactic dick
I jumped in the booth and I had to vent
Self-control, I never practice it
Bitch I woke up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I want the whole fuckin' world to suffer
Because I woke up mad
Don't ask me how I'm doin', get ya ass on or you gon' be the first person I flash
On
Bitch I woke up mad
Nigga stay the fuck out of my face or you could put a cap on the rest of the day
When I wake up mad
That's why I'm on the internet talking so much trash, the whole world sucks ass
Bitch I woke up mad!
Yo
I got paid but I'm still heavily stressin'
Niggas got me fucked up from every direction
Never gave a fuck 'bout a presidential election
Every president can die from a deadly infection
And every show these hoes keep getting faker
Tryin' to meet Twiztid by doin' sexual favors
I know that behavior, she wants me to save her
But fuck that, hit the bitch with the death laser
I don't give a fuck about the pain I keep causin'
I'm cussin' mothafucka's out while I'm sleepwalkin'
I don't drink often, 'cause I take a few shots then I'm turnin' into Stone Cold Steve
Austin
I tee off and break your nose in the process
A fuckin' midget with a Napoleon complex
I threw a tantrum this mornin' before I got dressed
Cooked some meth and blew up the projects
Bitch I woke up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I want the whole fuckin' world to suffer
Because I woke up mad
Don't ask me how I'm doin', get ya ass on or you gon' be the first person I flash
On
Bitch I woke up mad
Nigga stay the fuck out of my face or you could put a cap on the rest of the day
When I wake up mad
That's why I'm on the internet talking so much trash, the whole world sucks ass
Bitch I woke up mad!