always on the attack; stab my friends in the middle of the back, to be leader of the pack
everything I say is whack, when I tread, I proceed with tact, as I walk down the narrow track
I'm as shallow as a gold digger with a fake rack; fucking brain dead as a matter of fact
watch me consume yet another big Mac; it's just a snack; don't care if i have a heart attack
getting plumper day by day; my too-fatted liver abouut to give way, but that's OK;
though I have a health debt in arrears, never fear; I can always change my ways next new year
I'm beholden to fashion and the God of consumption as I hit the gym and keep on pumpin'
weights so that i can fit the male ideal; oiled up and shiny like apple peal; it makes me feel
superior to scrawny wimps; soon I'll be the pimp around town; gimp for the system; ready made tool
unaware of how much of a fool I am, beholden to society's rules, disposable like a drug mule
I've got it made; I'm god's gift and I've got the bling to show for it; be afraid very afraid
for I'm always on the prowl; my member's so sublime, it makes bitches growl
I always get laid; and like to fist and and bukake over big tits; get laid, always get laid
for I'm hung like a donkey; my extension does shine; come suck it now
I'm a man on the go; there's gold in my flows; I'm special because of all thge VIPs I know
ready to stoop so low that even shit seems odourless like dough; watch out bitches and hos
for I'm on the prowl for tight pussy; endless reservoir of bling and money; bourgeois predatory story
I'm the perfect consumer whore; addicted to the rush like a meth user; process numbers as quick as a computer
and they all add up to nada, as I marginalise the other; and dump shit on my brothers
just to get ahead; believe all the lies I've been fed; so compliant that I'm brain dead
my mind is a receptacle for propaganda; so it comes as no surprise that don't get the picture
always striving to get richer; I'm thicker than a brick; like cancer there's no cure
green lights guide my path; everything is so bright; so I go straight through red lights
I'm a creature of the night; neon signs bring me delight; I'm always ready for a fight
I've got it made; I'm god's gift and I've got the bling to show for it; be afraid very afraid
for I'm always on the prowl; my member's so sublime, it makes bitches growl
I always get laid; and like to fist and and bukake over big tits; get laid, always get laid
for I'm hung like a donkey; my extension does shine; come suck it now
when I fuck, I do it like an animal; my appetite is insatiable like a twisted cannibal
gotta be forceful to show who's in control; for my personality is slightly tyrannical
and flammable especially when we're incompatible; but on the surface I'm respectable;
I dabble in venture capital; which makes me feel invincible; on the pinnacle; status really matters
as I'm empty without that mound of money; it makes me feel special like caviar on a silver platter
and as I grow fatter, I feel prouder of my achievements; revel in the decadence of my lifestyle
my dick is as long as the Nile; don't care if I'm floating in a pile of bullshit if the suits fits
tailor made; my imposing presence makes others feel afraid; quaking in their boots; dirty with envy
I never miss an opportunity for a root; I'm god's gift to women; if a bitch rejects me they'll be sorry
because I won't be happy for women are my property; I've got the energy of bunny; so rich, so free
I've got it made; I'm god's gift and I've got the bling to show for it; be afraid very afraid
for I'm always on the prowl; my member's so sublime, it makes bitches growl
I always get laid; and like to fist and and bukake over big tits; get laid, always get laid
for I'm hung like a donkey; my extension does shine; come suck it now
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