Pierre Marchand - ASPCA lyrics

[Intro: SHOOSH] Yo SHOOSH up in this b**h Just wanna say goodnight I'm feeling alright, hope you do too Feeling good Yeah Sweet dreams, deuce deuce You know where we be, so Hit me up Yeah, bye [Bridge: HG $hellz] Yo, you know I got that low blood sugar Uh, listening to too much Meshuggah I got all, rawrcored out I'm talking, like f**ing straight edge In the motherf**er, ahhhh Ahhhhhhhh [Verse: bryuk & Brigand] Uh, I'm a straight edge, because If I got high, you know that I would cry
And I can't do that, and you know why Can't do it because I'm a motherf**ing guy Ball so hard motherf**ers wanna find me Oh wait, no cry B Wait, I It's not working Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh They wanna find me, but they can't find Because I'm in the corner trying to be crying But I can I cry? I still don't know the answer, hoe Ball so hard motherf**er wanna cry B I do it all for the tilly team My mom is really mean I'm gonna f**ing scream My favorite band is 311 My favorite date is 9/11 My favorite storie is 7/11 I wrote this verse when I was 11 9/11 was an inside job, just ask Steve Jobs He's dead in hell Because he took all the money from the employees Yeah, ain't that sad? I used to work for Apple but I lost all my money I used to have a girl but now I got no honey Life ain't sweet, these raps ain't neat I need motivation to get back on my feet I got a subprime loan That's what caused the recession I got depression, because I lost my home Yo, yo, 99 Homes was a good movie And you know I wanna see her b**bies Gotta go and make me a smoothie If I was a white dude I would say smoovie Ahhhhh, her p**y loosey My old cat was named Lucy Now I got a cat named Eve She's not dead so it's pretty cool I can pet her, unlike Lucy, she's dead Bullet straight to the head f**ed her on her period, sh** was straight red I'm talking about the Bruce Willis movie, 2010 That movie, it was called “RED” Yo, you know I'm Spike Jonze like Being John Malkovich He's also in RED Yo, I'm gonna slap a b**h, because I'm f**ed up in the head Drop the drums, I don't give a f** Chewing on some gum, I don't give a f** Gonna drink some rum, I don't give a f** Gonna f** your mom Gonna f** your mom I don't give a f** Red rum red rum All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy I'm the Pillsbury Dough boy I get baked Every day, like tilly Every day, like tilly Every day, like tilly Every day, like tilly like tilly like I'm gonna get the money I'm gonna get the scrilly I'm finna give this to Skrillex Yo