Jeffree Star - Break Them Wallz lyrics

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Jeffree Star - Break Them Wallz lyrics

[Intro] Nine Lives, Jefree Star [Hook: Deuce] I've been stuck inside my head too long It's time to get out and break them wallz I can almost hear them angels call If god's on my side I won't fall [Jeffree Star:] It's Jeffree b**h, I'm hidin' razor blades in my clit I used to have a big dick now I'm tighter than sh** I just s**ed your dad off, that's how I paid for these tits Suffocated him quick, so I could play with his kids Teddy bears and pigtails Blow pops and blood trails The tranny's in your house Chainsaw, pink nails Hot pants and high heels The dahmer she-male With Deuce and Truth, it's f**in unreal We keep the body parts for our next meal Sí senorita we gon' rape you in the rear Now my makeup's getting smeared Ooh, my hands are on the mirror I f**ed the whole warped tour Turned all them b**hes queer [Hook] [Verse 2: Deuce] It's f**in' crazy how easy it is For me to just make all them hits It don't even take any wit And that's why I'm dangerous Don't think that we ain't got them guns on our hips My guns are stronger than his sh**'s like a bomb when it hits I'm the new Obama it's sick The way I rhyme every sy-lla-ble It's like I'm invincible My pencil's my witness So yeah I'm the incredible Deuce you know it's inevitable sh**s about to get federal Blow the Whitehouse and president up It shows how much I give a f** You know I got more than enough Sk**s when your daughters are rockin' vibrators co*k up in they vaginas And think that I'm up inside them But really I'm just here writin' with Jeffree and Truth beside us 99 percent of the time I got my mind set On them millions of dollars And with that comes some violence Ever since me and Jimmy, I met I've been climbin', f**, whilin' That's how you know he signed me [Hook] [Verse 3: Truth] It's drama after drama I pop to k** Ma'f**ers know that I keep it real I'm not a patient but I'm mad ill Don't play me son you might get k**ed Same city, same whip I'm back in the same b**h Not 50 not EM We droppin' the same hits Damn kid You know I'm on it like Hendrix I damage everybody that's average They talk about me all the time But I don't really give a f** Under pressure all the time I'm in the hood pistol tucked I'm the Truth I state the facts f** a snitch, I murder rats My state of mind is hustle grind Make some moves and watch me shine Pistol's layin on my lap Angel's got my f**in' back This is hell b**h All red like velvet 9 Lives kid Lemme see you rep this [Hook] [Outro: Deuce] Coming in from outerspace Do you read me, do you read me? Deuce here, come in Come in [Truth:] Mayday, mayday Deuce can you hear me? Man down, man down