BORED LORD

[Intro]
Alright, fuck you all, this is the full song
Um, Will? I think you might be going a little bit too far with this one Will
Um, Will I think-
Shut the fuck up, and let me rap, jesus christ
Fuck it, there’s no talking sense into this kid

[Verse]
Listen, I think somethin’s missin
I will not be beaten into submission
Problems on purpose is my new mission
Project my anger through all that’s written
On paper, ink stained into a thin piece of tree bark
Writing down a million different ways of saying retard
Why you complaining? Is your dick a centimeter?
Who’s the king? Yeah motherfucker we are
We? Me and my 10 differеnt personalities
I cannot stop a word that’s comin’ outta me
Hands on my body, thеse bitches diggin’ my anatomy
They callin’ me daddy, and I find that shit very flattering
I’m splatterin’ blood over the ceiling
Rippin’ through my enemies, cause they ain’t feelin’ what I’m feelin’
And I’m fillin’ em up with lead, knock ‘em down, they dead
Paint the city red, throw out all respect
Make ‘em feel the pain, snort a line of caine
Put it in your brain, make you go insane
Make it fuckin’ rain, I am god
Dragonex is not a fuckin’ fraud
I make moves, I make people move it
Fuck around, and make me pull out the boomstick
Shots to the dome, don’t you feel stupid?
No fingerprints bitch, you can’t prove shit
Step into my world, and you steppin’ into mordor
Bored lord sat up on my throne grippin’ a sword whore
You drivin’ a four door ford taurus, catch you in a corridor
Turn shit to horrorcore, send you to the coroner

[Interlude]
Yeah, this kid definitely is fucking retarded
Fuckin’ A

[Verse]
God, what a day, everybody tryna test me
Best me, wouldn’t be surprised if they tried to fuckin’ arrest me
Guess we just attract trouble everywhere we go
Why can’t everyone just vibe and just go with the flow
Oh, bro you know I am tired of hoes
Fall into they trap, you’re never seen again fosho
I am not afraid to let these motherfuckers know
Can’t pick up the speed, because they all mentally slow
Yeah, they see me tryna be me, they don’t like that shit
Try to kick me off of my throne, but I’ll fuckin’ bite they shit
Cannibalistic, cannabis addicted prick with a mystical vision
Of me pissin’ on my enemies for tryna diss this
My mind is slippin’, I’m trippin’ on psilocybin
I’m wildin’, but I’m stylin’, not really, but I’m tryin’
To show you that I’m worthy of makin’ it, ain’t fakin’ shit
But my personality, but y’know what, fuck it, let’s make a hit
Bitch (x6)
Yuh
Bitch (x7)
Yuh

[Verse]
Fuckin’ on yo bitch in the back of the whip
And I got a full clip if you wanna fuckin’ trip
And I’ll hop in the benz or the bimmer, and I’ll make me some dinner
With your liver, make you quiver with these rhymes I deliver
Yo bitch be suckin’ my dick while I’m playin’ COD
You gon get sent to the morgue just for playin’ god
Fuck you, you cannot match my fuckin’ level
You gon lose a fuckin’ level, uh, haha, fuck

[Outro]
Uh, Will?
Uhhhhhh, Will
Ummmm
Uhhhh
(I got these motherfuckers at a loss for fuckin’ words)
Ah, you know what, fuck this-