Busdriver - Mr. Mistake lyrics

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Busdriver - Mr. Mistake lyrics

Wielding racy aphorisms I Billy club your colorblind Refusing to join forces with your Indy thug wunderkind Now that the reverse major City somehow undermines Then encourage thee 'ittyumup' bump and grind 'sicthegrub' up on their mind's eye Prime a condom shelter X-ray date the 'theum' hind And whining for you frowning f**s We're trained to arbitrators Prison my torture [? 'labrador'] And cactus [?] reform And you get to save if you're [?] Get a triple-lux into this icy brook Over sworn for my forlorn psyche so I've got people to disappoint I got mistakes to make How can you believe That I'm not a waste of space? So I'm sorry to disappoint I seldom save face But how can I speak your language When I don't know my own? I've got people to disappoint I got mistakes to make Your eroded innards Is my favorite place So I'm sorry to disappoint I seldom save face How can I speak your language? How can I speak your language? So for sure to ever treat her well (cuz we off-colored tree frogs) We turned into black Keebler elves All listed [?] on seesaws Android a man boy befriends The sheikh [? 'emah de'] Tinkerbell Then runs away until my knees drop Sneaker smell [? 'mahretard'] activates Jihad sleeper cells The flag reppers say "please god, we need your help" Still, vicariously blunt footed Like your arrogant dud and done Joe A holla back Marilyn Monroe What declarative mumbo-jumbo My narrative unfolds To a house of narcissism Parroted by bumhole [? 'acum'] to pointless dentures And invade point [? 'pest furs by saw'] I've got people to disappoint I got mistakes to make How can you believe That I'm not a waste of space? So I'm sorry to disappoint I seldom save face But how can I speak your language When I don't know my own? I've got people to disappoint I got mistakes to make Your eroded innards Is my favorite place So I'm sorry to disappoint I seldom save face How can I speak your language? How can I speak your language? Whoooo Oooo Oooo Oooo [x4] I said fifty [? 'bub'] stay On base for meek And see they look girls dress Greek And fool students fixing to eat And n***as gang-bang on Sesame Street I got too many requests to make I've got people to disappoint I got mistakes to make How can you believe That I'm not a waste of space? So I'm sorry to disappoint I seldom save face But how can I speak your language When I don't know my own? I've got people to disappoint I got mistakes to make Your eroded innards Is my favorite place So I'm sorry to disappoint I seldom save face How can I speak your language? How can I speak your language? How can I speak your language? How can I speak your language? [x2] Whoooo Oooo Oooo Oooo [x4]