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Lyrify.me

​im fucking pissed off lol by ericdoa Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Verse]
To be honest, I've been pissed off in reality
People protect demons, prey on other's sexualities
Wish I kept affecting, my blessings, I'm sharing half of me
Pray I never see 'em win, dead before you're passing me
Before you say this sounds like p4rkr, I took inspiration
To shed light on our issues, lead us farther from damnation
I just been confused, don't know why they always hating
The way they move like weirdos is like they're made animation
Man, just make me understand it
It's four am, I'm writing this my bed, I'm fucking manic
Speaking to you bigots, looks like I'm inciting panic
Bringing kids down, and it's looking like you planned it
Couple people that I talked to, now they turned to enemies
Making fun of others off of sexual identities
Support of a pedophile, no, you can't be friends with me
It's sickening that most of you have fucking lack of empathy
Ayy, okay pussy, gotta be kidding me
The sexual abuse inside this fucking stupid industry
Women wan' make music, now they're losing all their dignity
It's just fucking stupid how you pussies treat 'em differently
Man, I can't even speak on nothing, dude
When I try to talk, man, it just comes out rude
Hot right out of school, you been teaching fucking lessons
I know you can do it and you don't need my protection
But, ayy, you been fucking pissed since they popped off
Talk to underage girls to get your rocks off
Uh, you cannot go farther, boy, you're blocked off
Kill you, then I take your body to the dropoff
Ayy, but I'm just a fucking loser
Just because you're pissed off doesn't mean he's an abuser
Laughing in your group chat, must be funny, it's on Twitter
Let's see if you're laughing if it happens to your sister
Man, fuck that, why can't we just get along?
Ayy, we do the same shit, producing, making songs
Ayy, I haven't felt this way in so fucking long
Don't listen what they say, I know you're fucking stronger
Ayy, I got you in my sights, now you're selected
You're worried 'bout music, boy, this shit is selective
Just don't fucking listen if it has nothing to offer you
Just leave people alone, let them do just what they wanna do
Shut the fuck up bro, you're a grown man
Yeah, I'm counting paper, guap in my own hands
And you don't deserve a platform, this your final stand
Tell your peoples that you love them, for your fellow man
And that's it for my message
I mean it in the worst way to everyone I'm pressing
People in their teens, soon they have to end up stressing
How do we, the people, always end up on aggression?