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Gavin' Shame
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Yeahhh lets get fuckin dirty right here, Trollin 2018 Ruin Life Crew bitch
Take a shot, on the comment block
A smug motherfucker's out there and he's waving his cock
He's talking books, yeah, he's all about readin'
Thinkin' he's smart, defiantly deceiving
So I make a joke about his auto-correct
That he should read a dictionary, now my dick's erect
Come on, had to get personal, insult me direct
When you be fuckin' with Frosty, there's just one option to select
I don't do this fame, i be gavin' shaaaaame
To all the punk motherfuckers who be taggin' my name
Spreadin' the truth they claim,
Motherfucker think he know what I'm about, so I gave him shaaaame
You don't know who you're fuckin' with,
That fact right there goes to prove your ignorance,
Which, as you stated, leads to arrogance
Now Imma troll your bitch ass to ensure compliance
Did you need to read a book to learn how to wipe your ass?
Or that if you eat too many beans, you're gonna get gas
Did you read about what it takes to eat good pussy?
You probably did, you fuckin' wussy
The best way to learn is through experiments,
The scientific method, it's fucking common sense,
Reading books is simply a form of observance,
The true nature of information can't be transferred by text,
But you make assumptions about other's experience
And that you makes you a fucking asshole, a big fuck you, is what I meant
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Trippin' Balls
02:47
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ou're so confused 'bout the drugs I take, (THE LOVE OF MY LIFE)
I'm so amused by the "love we make", (NOT THE LOVE THE OF MY LIFE)
We seem complete, WITH THE LIFE WE FAKE, (NOT THE LOVE OF MY LIFE)
My stash depletes, now we need a break. (THE LOVE OF MY LIFE)
Verse 1
One more chance, for pure romance,
It's why we do the dance, every motherfuckin' day,
What do we say, same shit in different ways,
Always playin our games, callin one another names,
Ya call me dick, pussy, asshole, i respond you're a Cunt,
You wanna get knocked up, I won't give you no runt.
Been so many times i just wanted to leave,
Then I boot it in my arm, to vaccinate your disease.
Now Im alone I have no where to go
I got a pipe in my hand with a little bit of blow
its like im Trapped in a cell that once was our home
Take a quick puff and Im jonesing a hoe
So i throw on my gear sneak out the window
Meet up with frosty, re-up my yayo,
I never look back, but bitch you should know,
I love my fuckin drugs more than your fuckin whole
Pre-chorus
Never here, never near, never here, never near
Bitch, you're not the love of my life!!!
Chorus
Verse #2
Never cheated before, you made me a whore,
Sluts I adore, we always fuck on the floor,
I spread dem legs wide open, while you're at home mopin',
i know that your hopin' - that i'm not out gropin',
on some big titties, not like your itty bitties -
i know you feel shitty, but i'm fuckin' like...
CHITTY CHITTY BANG BANG CHITTY CHITTY BANG BANG
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yoo it's oneryt on the mic
you try to look at me, and imma punch you, fight
put you in submission, tickle tickle til you tap
i will always get it done, i'm tommy pickles to this rap
crackin knuckles as i count em, 1 2 345
dodge a punch first before i pound em
don't drink kids, arrive alive
pop off the top to this soda fizz
these people square mr men and little miss
and if that ain't fair then i don't know what is
whole damn world dang gone on the fritz
cats chase dogs, leashes on owners
social justice warriors holding their boners
tippy-typing up on twittergram
tryin to figure out which one's the winner, man
gotta a virtue signal enough in time for dinner, man
gotta let the world know i'm not a sinner, man
trust me i'm the pick of the litter, man
trust me when i say i'm not a quitter, man
pop pop
fizz fizz
this is what i'm tellin
and this is the biz
livin it up
up at the ritz
this is what i'm tellin
and this is the biz
Now on the mic, it's MC Frosty
Listenin' to my rhymes, you'd think i'm a losty,
When I pay for bitches, I call dem Frostitots
They'll keep me warm til i own a sexy robot
I sing about drugs, but I ain't no thug
When i was kid, my voice sounded like a rug
Ripping, Carpet burns, in turn, now they'll learn
I have the voice of a DJ, like Howard Stern
I dance around in undies that are real krusty
from thinking about girls that are real busty
i pull a slap slap, jizz jizz
that's a liquid from my dick, but it ain't whiz
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here we fuck dem hookerz - but we don't do blow
Sell shitty weed for 180 an o
(When dey comin' for ya? are dey comin' for ya?)
Where dey should have known who dem fuckin wit',
Get dem pussies whipped, like a punk ass bitch
(Maybe dey comin' for ya, or i'm blowin' ya horn yeah)
Where dey think get away with stealin riffs,
Drinkin n drivin, blazin hash spliffs,
(Are dey comin' for ya, when dey comin' for ya)
Where we're forever known for inspiring a song,
About spendin' all your wages, on the Backpages,
Where we fuck dem hookerz - but we don't do blow
Sell shitty weed for 180 an o
(When dey comin' for ya? are dey comin' for ya?)
Where we fuck dem hookerz - but we don't do blow
Cuff dat shitty ass weed for 180 an o
(Are dey comin' for ya? when dey comin' for ya?)
You drive a fast car just to prove your worth -
more like to mask the fact you have a tiny girth
(I've been comin for ya, since the day I told ya)
I feel bad for all the women that you've slept with,
Especially the ones that i'm still friends with,
(Herpes comin for ya, the clap comin for ya)
You'd think that's true from all the whores you've paid to fuck,
But in reality, it's the safest sex since whores leave nothing to luck,
(They provide trojans for ya, condom's always on ya)
Do you really wanna keep going with this?
You better drink anutha beer,
You better smoke anutha gagger,
Suck up your pride, i know it's like a dagger,
To your heart, to your ego, I'll make your soul stagger,
Miss a beat, replace your bodyheat, with a cold chill,
it makes you ill, depressed like a pill, a sense of evil,
it's a thrill, you're at the beckon of MC Frosty's will.
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Start the night off right - Headin' to the show
Cash is tight - So we're drinkin before we go
Gonna get fucked up - then we're leavin
One sip too many - now I'm heaving
I hit the floor, right beside the toilet bowl
Made a mess. puked on my brand new Polo
A change of clothes, that's what i'm needin
The room starts spinnin', hit my head, now I'm bleedin
The cut is deep, it looks like an emergency,
Clean the wound - bandage with some urgency
You lift me up, even though I'm real heavy,
I need mouthwash, time to chug another bevy
Start the night off right, cash is tight
Scope and Sprite,
Listerine, makes me mean - so pour me some of that minty green
Take a swig
Gargle it
Swish it up
Swallow it
Oooooh that minty minty green
fresh breath
save money
keep my mouth clean
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MC Frosty Cornwall, Ontario
MC Frosty is an alter-ego, created by Jordan Poapst, originated circa 1998/1999, in Cornwall,ON - first performing rap
covers as part of local band, Biomass.
Jordan dabbled in multiple bands over the next decade or more, always keeping MC Frosty as a side project.
Resuming MC Frosty in Nov 2014, he produced the demo album, Go Frost Yourself
2018 has been a big year, releasing over 25 tracks.
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