I'm a feminine Eminem, a Slim Shady lady, But nice cause I texted haiti 90 lady cops on the road and I'm arrested for doing 80. Like Hamlet, all about "words, words, words" Divide a whole into thirds, thirds, thirds. I'm a gay sea otter I blow other dudes out of the water I'm the man muffin, divin', muffin, Cold and fly like an arctic puffin, Puffin' whacky tobaccy Hatin other rappers like I'm Helga Pataki And I've been rockin this mic before electricity Way back in 1000 BCE That's before the common era, era, era, era (era era) WOAH I can't be stopped, flow so sick that it should be mopped up Chick's got a dixie cup, I gotta dick full of helium, I'll fuck you up. A boy, a girl, a middle aged bitch, botox in the third person. I give the perspective a switchin and Bo talks in the third person. Just relax, if you wanna know me, here's two facts I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite. Hungry hungry hypocrite I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite. Met a girl named Macy, had sex with her all day, But she was dyslexic, so I ended up doin' the YMCA We ballin, asian, wii bowlin, prostate cancer, semi-colon, Find that hole like I'm Stephen Hawking, Atticus Finch, killing, mocking. Cry like a child would, you raped my childhood Just stroll in, roll in your pole into Rolie Polie Olie's colon. To relax my mind I take a walk by the clock and I pass the time and Rhymin, mathematical timin, syntax impacts the intact hymen. I'm an internet provider, came from the web like a horny spider, Fucked a girl in an apple orchard, then came in cider (inside her) I thought AIDS was a butt virus like conjunction junction conjunctivitis I spit gold bars cause I was molested by my uncle Midas. Gay dads blow pops, another sucker, Oedipus was the first motherfucker! I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite. Hungry hungry hypocrite I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite. (Hypocrite) We the people of the USA Jose, we're not talkin to you, esé. We got a border in order to keep you out, It's what my NYU essay's about Cause we're xenophobic warrior princess, Molested by my uncle sam, is that incest? "I WANT YOU" to smell my finger Does my nephew's sense still linger? South of queers, north of hell, The queer ones suck and the brown ones smell We guard the border and we guard it well But some slip through the cracks of the liberty bell Did I say liberty? I meant taco, Paco, hey you better let that rock go Cause in real life Goliath wins And then sells all the silk that the widow spins. (One more time) I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite. Hungry hungry hypocrite I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite. (Yeah, break it down now, what) Bitches and hoes, Bo's hoes, oh, bitches and hoes, bitches, hoes. Bitches and hoes don't exist because the hoes know Bo's a feminist, Bitches and hoes don't exist because the hoes know Bo's a feminist So take off your bras and burn 'em or you can let me burn 'em, Take off your bras and burn 'em, or you can let Bo burnham burn 'em. Take off your bras and burn 'em, you can let me burn 'em, Take off your bras and burn 'em, burn 'em, you can let Bo burnham burn 'em. (Hoes, Bo's hoes, oh, bitches and hoes, bitches, hoes)

I'd give anything but I won't give up on you I'd say anything, but not goodbye I will run with your changes and I'm always on your side And there's not a word I've ever heard that would make me change my mind Words they'll try to shake you Don't let them break you Or stop your world from turning When words keep you from feeling good Use them as firewood and let them burn Like stones in your pocket people try to wear you down Someone always wants to take the love you've found So let's runs with these changes and I want you by my side And there's not a word I've ever heard that would make me change my mind Words they'll try to shake you Don't let them break you Or stop your world from turning When words keep you from feeling good Use them as firewood and let them burn Let them burn Let them burn Underneath every word somebody's heart been broken With or without words we try to forgive Words they'll try to shake us Don't let them break us Or stop our world from turning When words keep you from feeling good Use them as firewood and let them burn Words they'll try to shake you Don't let them break you Or stop your world, stop your world from turning round When words keep you from feeling good Use them as firewood and let them burn Let them burn Let them burn

Waiting on you Trying to keep your head strong With nothing to lose You raise your voice with something to prove And all the things you say to me I can't forget them You don't leave But you tell me with your eyes what you need Oh, please Do you think that I don't know what it means? All the things you hide from me I accept them But I need you next to me If I can't hold you now Keep thinking that you might not come around I have no words I have no words to say If I can't change your mind Keep thinking, is this our last goodbye? You say it first You say it first to me You're in the clear While I'm waking up to nothing but tears And you stay the same Like I'm the only one that needed to change You know, the things you said to me Do you regret them? I just need you next to me If I can't hold you now Keep thinking that you might not come around I have no words I have no words to say If I can't change your mind Keep thinking, is this our last goodbye? You say it first You say it first to me So I Can just forget you Just forget you, ooh, ooh Can just forget you Just forget you, ooh, ooh And If I can't hold you now Keep thinking how you might not come around And I have no words I have no words to say If I can't change your mind Keep thinking, is this our last goodbye? You say it first, you say it first to me If I can't hold you now (if I can't hold you now) Keep thinking that you might not come around (might not come around) I have no words I have no words to say If I can't change your mind (if I can't change your mind) Keep thinking, is this our last goodbye (our last goodbye) You say it first You say it first to me

Okay, okay Okay, okay Okay, okay Yeah Okay, okay Okay, okay, yeah Okay, ha That's a reach (that's a reach) Brand new sneaks (brand new sneaks) Brand new seats (brand new seats) Peanut Butter Did I (ha) Stutter? (Ha, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it) Did I? (Yeah, okay, ha, yeah) Who the hell say we ain't it (ha, yeah) Who the hell say we ain't gettin' no money? I promise we not even rich (yeah, ha, ha, yeah) This shawty, she doin' some tricks (yeah) She know she ain't gettin' a tip (blow, yeah) But she got some beautiful lips (blow, yeah) I told her she needed a Nic (blow, yeah) (Yeah, ha, ha, yeah) yeah, .9 (yeah, yeah) Call up Nine (call up lil' Nine, yeah, yeah) He bringing that .9, okay, okay (yeah, yeah) She look- (ah), okay, okay (yeah, yeah) She look fine (yeah, yeah, professor professor) Stop that lyin' (yeah, yeah, professor professor) She a dime (yeah, yeah, professor professor) Huh, yeah They hate when I walk through the door (yep, yeah) The Martin, it's all on my toes (yep, yeah) I don't even shop in the store (yep, yeah) They follow wherever I go (yep, yeah) I level the high with the low (yep, yeah) And shawty, she actin' real bold (yep, yeah) I'm prayin' that God take my soul (yep, yeah) That's a reach (that's a reach) Brand new sneaks (brand new sneaks) Brand new seats (brand new seats) Peanut Butter Did I Stutter? Did I? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, heard they switchin' sides I'm callin' them Aizen I see y'all niggas, y'all wildin' Yeah, I'm feelin' like Killua, I got all of this motherfu- lightning (huh, hey) Call up Gon, we hittin' Greed Island (uh) Half of these niggas, they insects like Pouf, they playin' the violin Hold on, cook on these niggas like pasta Baby, I'm gettin' this, hold on Baby, I'm feelin' like, hold on Baby, I'm gettin' this, yeah Peacoat, Duffy, shot it, she know me, ha Ball on these niggas like Kobe, yeah Ball on these niggas like Kobe, ha Ball on that boy like I'm Kobe Half of these niggas, they know me, ha I'm gettin' money, I'm lonely, ha Shoot from the back like I'm Tony, ha Montana, okay I'm gettin' this money, magnetic My niggas, we comin', we gettin' this money, we stackin' this bread like a sandwich, okay (ha) Not one of us (us) That nigga not one of us (yeah, okay) Not one of us (us) That nigga not one of us (that boy is not one of-) Not one of us (ha, ha) That nigga not one of us (ha, ha) Not one of us (ha, ha) That nigga not one of us (ha, ha) R.I.P. to my granny (R.I.P. to my granny) Know why shawty need panties (know why shawty need panties), ha Got a homie named Manny (got a homie named Manny) And he down for the family, okay (okay) Okay (okay), okay (okay) All you niggas been talkin', okay (okay) I get it (I get it), I get it (I get it) You 'bout it, you wit' it Psych, nigga I lied (yeah, yeah) God on my side, huh (yeah, yeah) Hop in the ride (yeah, yeah) He cappin' on Instagram live (yeah, yeah, okay) That nigga is not with the guys (yeah, yeah, okay) Versace can cover my eyes (yeah, yeah, okay) She win and she want a lil' prize (ah, ah) I'm stackin' this bread like it's rye (ha) Yo, Cochise, a weh dem a seh?

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