RhettThatOneGuy - Pure Guava lyrics

[Intro] Get up and k**! Get up, get up and k**! "Okay" [Verse 1] Six six six, I gotta get a quick fix My fangs are bloody from the neck of this little b**h I made her soul food, she f**ing fills me up I picked her up inside my truck, and took her back and made her lunch You silly willies, I'm Sideshow Brian with the heebie jeebies Herbivore, I got the herbs and other spices, chef galore I'm a stolen valor, and a sailor, I just love the gore I could give a f** less about a f**ing skanky who*e I got some witnesses that say I do some f**ed up sh** But that was my intentions from the start I sew up all the lips, I make them do the a** to mouth The human f**ing centipede I feed 'em, and feed 'em, until they sh** and make it others feed I pot the plants, I make you, my little seed A little black and white flower sprouting under oak trees [Verse 2] The f**ing wackness I'm sick as f** and attack this Watch me gut this little s*ut And use her head as baseball practice It's a little dark, the white from cum look like a winter solstice I fill the bathtub up with water And throw you in with a slitted wrist I ejaculate a load into your eye and give you a final kiss I'm a genie just let me see you precious wish list I'll be f**ing famous if I get another diss b**h Once again, I play the Minecraft I don't give a f** about a bath The rubber ducky that I got in old Kentucky Where I had got lucky with some s**y s**y She f**ing s** me dry And slid her teeth across my dick And now I have a rash the size Of f**ing Connecticut, but what's my benefit I'm officially the crustiest Hell-Fish with satan intentions [Verse 3] So what's the cost? I'm lost, I made my devil holocaust I smoke like a Rasta and I eat expensive pasta It's the B to the R to the I to the A-N Before you go out in public just wipe my cum from off your chin I run this f**ing train So shut the f** up and just s** my dick The misadventures of a little 'tard inside a dish, it's... (us) [Bridge] (I just want to murder, murder, murder, murder you) b**h... s**... Dick... (I just want to murder, murder, murder, murder you) b**h... s**... Dick... You will not like me when I am angry, let the wind blow You will not like me when I am angry, just let the wind blow (I just want to murder, murder, murder, murder you) b**h... s**... Dick... (Aw, sh**) (I just want to murder, murder, murder, murder you) b**h... s**... Dick... My dreams got dimmer when I stopped smoking ivy leaves My dreams got faded when I saw I made the honor team [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah... There's your f**ing anthem, b**h...