Probably Paul - Proceed 2 Cry lyrics

[Verse 1: Probably Paul] Listen here, it's just time to get literal Lyrical as f** with words that are spiritual k** it like a battle with Wayne against Eminem f**ing with the innocents with my f**ing innocence Winning it like an outplayed Charlie Sheen joke Derogatory girls that like's mother f**ing Mean Hoes We know why I cry every night Because I can't win in a fight it's alright Because I'm from New York Like who f**ing knew, right? Playing with a fork at a toxic waste sight His lyrics so tight, and he's so damn polite In real life, instead of me, he stabbed my mom with a knife And flew away on a kite, so light, alright Who the f** wrote this sh** down on my pad? Who the f** ate my Mackeral Scad? I won't pronounce you like the capital of Chad I'm a Dad, ain't that a bit of sad Couldn't find a condom on my dick so I used a shoulder pad sh**'s hot as f**, a toilet heating pad f**ed a dead squirrel somehow proceeded to start tetrad My dick was on a newspaper ad, I punched an old lady in the gut Then went out, ate out her bu*t, then her mutt, then I got my best nut [Bridge] Oh sh**, you are a f**ing dick weed I roll my co*k blunts, and then I go and proceed to cry About my mother f**ing problems And I have no f**ing way to solve them I'm so solemn right now, but soon I think I will be lightsome [Verse 2: Probably Paul] So here's the main damn attraction Action, please start a distraction Or my career's in a casket And I'mma kick it off mother f**ing blasting Sublime, because I'm mother f**ing blasted I'm asking all of the people in the room to please be themselves today The act is going to be a bit delayed Probably Paul and Nique, okay? Then some guy in the back is like fu*k STEVE HARVEY! Okay, I think you're at the wrong concert Your statement was such a f**ing co*k hurt Bad day like Conker, f** I hope I conquer the world So any b**h I could go bonkers on their honkers Mad ba**, man face it, I'm racing hearts I'm shooting baskets, I'm Jason Hart Use a navigational chart to get you in my room Then I'll rape you Then I'll staple you on the front sign of Staples Near a maple Tree [Verse 3: Probably Paul] Playing baseball, G f**, I'd rather be studying freemasonry Maybe I am studying freemasonry? f** that sh**, In the war with some blazonry Yeah I'm blazing, free styling, regurgitate f**ing masturbate, ingurgitate cum I'mma do what I hope I can Because I'm sitting in Lincoln Park feeling kinda numb Humming to myself, chewing some gum Chilling, it's the good life, stab a b**h that's my wife Fundamental issues and I'm starting to start a strife I don't give a f** if you double take me damn twice I f**ing stab you in the f**ing dick In the arctic, with a f**ing chopstick b**hes on my hot dick wanna lick my hot cum God, I'm dumb Bring a gun to the auditorium, saying I'm awesome