DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SONG by Hydracoque
DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SONG by Hydracoque

DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SONG

Hydracoque * Track #1 On Abominable Niggaborean Manifestations

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DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SONG by Hydracoque

Release Date
Fri Apr 01 2022
Performed by
Hydracoque

DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SONG Lyrics

[Verse 1 // Hydracoque]
I'm not gay, I don't suck cock, I don't rape men
I don't stalk them, take them, tape them and gape them
I never gape, rape, fellate, castrate, or inseminate men
I swear I don't use my basement as a gay playpen
I'm not Hydracoque and I don't run Nigpro Records
And it's not funded in part by [REDACTED] media center
I don't press Ritalin with estrogen, turnin' addicts transgender
And I never put my balls inside a blender
I don't drill holes in my cock and jack off while flaccid
I never drowned 5 niggas at one time in Lake Placid
I don't lube up with antifreeze and I don't use battery acid
And if I saw a male ass, I wouldn't immediately tap it
I don't use lakes to store bodies to make 'em bloat
I'm not a homonecrophile, I'm not a throat goat
I don't have human skin anywhere on my coat
I never fucked a pigeon, a dog, cat, or a goat
I don't kidnap niggas and torture them on my boat
And then they don't get tied up and slit from their scrote to their throat
I never forged any of these niggas a suicide note
And I didn't dispose of them in the lake of which I just spoke
If you look up a list of unsolved disappearances, I'm not responsible for most of 'em
I don't eat people and there's no other way in which I dispose of 'em
I never prolapsed a nigga postmortem, ain't no necrosis then
I only fuck the living and I'm not gay, I'm not even blowin' men
I've never used strong acids and bases to dissolve human parts
Depending on what piece it is, and I never ripped out a human heart
Just to go and feast on it
Killing and drilling niggas, that shit doesn't please my dick
And I never strangle my penis 'til it's purple whenever I squeeze my dick
Nah, I don't
And if a nigga tells me not to kill him? I won't
I mean I really won't, I won't just pretend not to to give him false hope
I will not carve this nigga's head open like canteloupe
And if he dies from my torment, then I just can't elope
I will not rub his fluids on my body like damn, it's soap
And I don't watch snuff films casually like it was a soap opera
I never popped an innocent nigga to test out my dope shotgun
Never picked up his missing head and then throat cocked him
Never even tried to make that dead nigga's cock cum
And I did not get frustrated when it didn't
I didn't rip out his dead asshole and then cum in it
I'm not a necrophile, dead ass... is not somethin' I'm aroused by
I'm not sending many niggas to heaven up in the clouds high
Genitalia of cadavers don't astound my
Perverted ass desires which I don't have
I'm not completely sick and disgusting
I don't rip out niggas' organs and then get to thrusting inside of 'em
Using them as human fleshlights
Doing their rotting flesh tight
Eating all of them so then their flesh might
Imbue me with all their powers as all of their blood just showers all over me and the ground
Yeah, dead niggas, I don't wanna pound
Evil ass thoughts do not surround me constantly, nigga
Nor do I have thoughts of wanting gay cock in me, nigga
I don't drip precum whenever niggas talk to me, nigga
Rusty chastity cages are never lockin' me, nigga
And I don't have 500 dildos on my property, nigga
Next to all of the rotting bodies, my nigga
I don't jack off while eating human meat like it's salami, my nigga
And it's not suspicious that I'm freestylin' about this for over 3 minutes in a goddamn song
And this song is not gonna reach over 7 minutes long, nigga
So if you keep on listening, you don't need to put on a leopard print thong
Nigga you don't need to do that shit at all
You don't need to send me pictures of that so I can go and jack off
I won't use research chemicals, I won't use bath salts
I won't go out in public and eat a nigga's face and ass off
I swear, I won't literally eat a nigga's derriere
Under my gazebo, ain't no bodies buried there
So do not even look
And I swear that I can read so just give me a book
I'm not illiterate at all
I'm not lickin' dick and balls
I'm not rippin' chunks of human flesh out and puttin' em in my mouth and seein' which dissolves
That shit is not my actions, that shit's not my prerogative
Plenty of STDs including HIV, I'm not positive
Sex with me is safe, I swear, you will not be harmed
By disease or by a strangling arm
You will not, it's not even a possibility
There is no potential
I will not sound your urethra with broken pencils
No, never, that's disgusting, I would not even get aroused by it
I wouldn't start cummin' uncontrollably
I wouldn't force yo head on my cock and make you start blowin' me
I wouldn't bash your head in with a rock when you swallow my skeet, no
That is not something I'd do, we are bros
I do not kill my sexual partners
I don't turn partners into parts and my skin isn't darker than permanent marker
Your ass isn't a garage and I'm not Peter Parker
I don't even exist, I don't lurk in the shadows
I don't sneak up on niggas at night and fuck them in the asshole
I don't smoke on penis blood like that shit is tobacco
Not smokin' crack with my ballsack in my Cadillac, bro
Never wrangling niggas' prostates with my foreskin lasso
Not stripping niggas down in public making that ass show
Humiliating them because they don't want their penis to be seen
So I chop it off with my mouth, and now it never will be again
Here, take this, it's estrogen in an epipen
Wait don't take it, I wouldn't do that, ha, that's a lie
I'm kidding, every single thing in this song is fake
I wouldn't hide real shit with the fake shit just to disguise it in an April Fool's song, nigga
I'm not responsible for biowarfare attacks in Vietnam, nigga
If you look in my asshole, you will not find the components for explosives or bombs, nigga
This shit is not nearly a 5 minute song, nigga
Well it is now, but it won't be, my nigga
This freestyle is unholy
Nigga penis, guacamole
Wanna blow me, do it slowly?
Just swallow me, deep throat me
Not, don't, this is not an April Fool's song and you won't
And I won't shoot you if you don't
I don't torture my genitals, I don't torture them at all
I don't swing at my dicks with knives and watch 'em all fall
I don't have more than one cock, I do not even have multiple
And if I did, none of my penises would be punchable
I didn't rock my rock hard cock like its name was Chris
That wasn't my will, and no I'm not a black Smith
I never made medieval weapons and used them all to fist
Any nigga, all my sex is vanilla, I never kissed or even hugged a man
I swear, I did not
I don't have 57 cocks inside of one of my cabinets, I don't let dicks rot
I don't observe the stages of decay, that's not arousing nor hot
I don't contort myself in a worn out cot and I don't slam my penis between the frame when I rip the mattress off, I put it up against the wall super gently and I use cloth
I do not deglove my penis by rippin' the wings off like a moth
On the sheets of which I sleep, it isn't human skin
And my sink drains aren't full of human meat
I don't eat men, I am not a cannibal
Only eat meat, if it comes from animals
Animals are not something that I fuck as well
I don't exclusively prefer the ones with a second tail
You won't find bodies between the walls of my apartment
There's no bloodstains, that's just the pattern of the carpet
I don't do all these things in real life, I merely LARP it
I never fucked open a nigga's chest cavity and made his heart split
I didn't shoot a nigga in the head because I felt like it
I didn't feel his body after his life left, if it smelled like it about 2 weeks later?
It isn't true
That murder along with the others, those are things I did not do
I don't skin my penis with razor blades and I don't use hand sanitizer after that shit as lube
I never punched my balls super brutally after, makin' them black to blue
I'm not even black, I'm not attracted to dudes
I didn't rip my foreskin off just to try and restore it
I didn't dry my cum out, nor roll it up, nor snort it
I never shocked my nipples with clamps, I'm not aroused by electricity
I wouldn't cum if I had 5 big niggas dickin' me
I never shoved 5 dicks in my ass and shot cum like Steph Curry
I never came in a nigga's eyes and made his vision blurry
I never mixed shit crumbs with the cum and made that shit a DicFlurry
Ayo, the beat go off?
Man, 7 minutes ain't enough man, put that shit back on or I'ma fuckin' kill you and rape you- I mean, I-I won't do that
I won't do- ju- put the beat back on, GAY_I, motherfucker!
Never mixed shit crumbs with cum and made a DicFlurry
I did not fuck a bird or chicken sandwich in a hurry
I wouldn't have done it even if I wasn't rushin'
I don't fuck niggas bleedin' durin' sex, their holes wasn't gushin'
If you male with booty shorts, I wouldn't get to touchin'
I wouldn't override consent, no nutting, nothing
I'd never hide in caves just so that I can go and rape miners
I don't cum in all the food whenever I'm serving niggas at diners
I don't shoot bloody splooge at all, and matter of fact, I never did
I'm never completely serious about all of the gay nigga sex I did
I jest, I kid, and if you investigate?
Then your head won't split
You will not end up in my basement or get molested quick
I never dragged my hand in the dirt and punched a 6 year old nigga so hard that he just went down, face into the ground
I never motherfuckin' did that shit just so I could make a joke about Sandy Hook
I didn't call his dad a [REDACTED] when that nigga came to look
When he tried to throw hands, I didn't pull a gun out and blast that nigga's fuckin' head off, *gunshot mimicry*, now there's about nothin' left
Lookin' like Smucker's strawberry jam on the ground
The kid is still alive, and this is the last thing that he ever saw
His dad getting blown off, skull separated from jaw
I was like, here's a lollipop, put the barrel into his maw
Made that nigga suck on the gun, in about 3 seconds this nigga was done
A whole lotta red, a whole lot of fun
Nigga I'm completely ruthless and merciless
I'm addicted to murder nigga... I just love hurtin', bitch
In both ways, I'm a sadomasochistic warrior of homosexual nigga buttsex spreadin' AIDS and cuttin' necks
Punch a nigga in the face and fist his ass with my Rolex
The only question left, is where will I go next?
Also, whenever I sound my urethra with anal beads?
While I'm sitting on a cactus spinnin' around so my a-hole bleeds?
I rip that shit out like I'm tryna start a lawnmower
Shit, blood, piss, cum, that shit is all over me
Fillin' me with glee
I'm like the black version of Albert Fish mixed with Jeffrey Dahmer
But my only victims are other gay black niggas hotter than a sauna
Once I went to Minnesota, licked on 60 boners, slurped the cum out like it's soda
My nigga I'm vulgar

DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SONG Q&A

Who wrote DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SONG's ?

DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SONG was written by D’Nebreius Hydracoque.

When did Hydracoque release DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SONG?

Hydracoque released DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SONG on Fri Apr 01 2022.

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