Verse 1 This is blunt force trauma A haemorrhage to your brain Shouts out to Jeffery Darmah Or dudes who did the same I'm a militant running through a trench with no armour A double agent actually worked for osama Here's a melodrama in inverted commas They could see my vest I'm a suicide bomber Ion give a fvck about no boy in striped pyjamas I'll stab you in the face with a rusty old katana 'cause theleastimportants evil Bring demons to cathedrals His subject matter fecal But still sound cerebral Inhaling mustard gas Been the loser of his class Been bullied and harassed In the naughty corner at the back Back with these fvcking raps Like a poet on crack I mix synonyms with syntax And that's a fact I'ma pay my dues while dudes boo my tracks Chorus I'm a pest Nobody likes me I'm a pest Middle finger to a hypebeast I'm a pest Nobody likes me I'm a pest Middle finger to a hypebeast Said I'm a pest Nobody likes me I'm a pest Middle finger to a hypebeast Yeah I'm a pest So you don't like me Yeah I'm a pest Just try to fight me Verse 2 Stabbed the teacher with a pencil and stole a hall pass Blood gushing from her temple you can tell your dad Advisory Parental in the alley selling crack And a tweaking individual emerges from the trash I'm a bad kid I wanna burn the Baptist Kill a couple rappers Throw em 6 feet without a cascet I'm bleeding on old cassettes Don't test my intelligence It's the most irrelevant Still drugged off these sedatives Overdosed on medicine Depression from this ritalin I'm erkles twin Brother Been kissing kids mothers Never gave a fvck unless that fvck comes with a rubber I'm in a war zone and ain't tryna take cover Chorus I'm a pest Nobody likes me I'm a pest Middle finger to a hypebeast I'm a pest Nobody likes me I'm a pest Middle finger to a hypebeast Said I'm a pest Nobody likes me I'm a pest Middle finger to a hypebeast Yeah I'm a pest So you don't like me Yeah I'm a pest Just try to fight me

Intro: Ain't nobody fuck with my shit Ain't nobody listening They say i sound way too evil and way too sus Chorus: Until further notice You'll catch me chilling in the back Until further notice I'll prolly end up pushing crack Until further notice I'll stick to this thing called rap Until further notice Verse 1: Until further notice I've been in hospital beds for overdosing I'm hopeless where the rope is Threw subliminal messages across the oceans I'm smoking, choking on some potent I'm no chef but these chickens get roasted No stress unless that glass don't have a couster Until further notice I be posted with some dope kids You remind me of those awkward moments Those silent ones intercepted by a locust Whose been alone for the most bitch While I grab nooses and ropeses And screen my name is choji I smoke too many cigarettes none of these girls will hold me I'm just the village idiot don't call me your homie Don't call me your homie Don't call me your homie Chorus: Until further notice You'll catch me chilling in the back Until further notice I'll prolly end up pushing crack Until further notice I'll stick to this thing called rap Until further notice Verse 2: Until further notice I'll dig deep for that nose itch While burning random corpses And breaking mom's porcelain I'm not a failed abortion Ayo I'm not a failed abortion Until further notice I'll be dead in this cascette Theleastimportant sucks he's just a wet blanket Whose too busy fappin In his North Face Jacket My left lung collapsing Ayo, My left lung collapsing I was too busy trappin I'm walking with my eyes closed in oncoming traffic It's kinda tragic Like my dead dogs ashes Tears dripping from his glasses Never skipping his classes Chorus: Until further notice You'll catch me chilling in the back Until further notice I'll prolly end up pushing crack Until further notice I'll stick to this thing called rap Until further notice

Verse 1: I'm a minute past pissed off A second after getting robbed Hit a lick up in the alley way Found his dead body yesterday Searching for my RITALIN Dropped acid on the couch again Ashing cigarettes on my cardigan I lost my bank card again Got demons underneath my bed Some of them stay in my head One of them is already dead That's what the other one said Evil kids think I'm cool The lame ones got kicked outta school The same ones who ain't making moves The same ones who ain't making moves Chorus: The cool kids Man, fuck the cool kids They say my shit is stupid Man, fuck the cool kids Fuck the cool kids They say my shit is stupid The cool kids Man, fuck the cool kids They say my shit is stupid Man, fuck the cool kids Fuck the cool kids They say my shit is stupid Verse 2: It's choji akogawa Hasn't showered for ten hours Short a nuckle sandwich and two gift vouchers Fvck your publication's Drink a mountain of cum I went to hell just for fun Came back with lost souls and Satan's thumb Got demons underneath my bed Some of them sit on the couch One of them is packing led They wanna shoot my brains out Evil has an evil end Let's cut our wrists and play pretend From the doom I will impend From a noose I will suspend Chorus: The cool kids Man, fuck the cool kids They say my shit is stupid Man, fuck the cool kids Fuck the cool kids They say my shit is stupid The cool kids Man, fuck the cool kids They say my shit is stupid Man, fuck the cool kids Fuck the cool kids They say my shit is stupid

Intro: Yah yah yah yah Yah yah yah yah Yah yah yah yah Yah yah yah yah Verse: Look, I speak the truth into existence Little kids (little kids) Little infants (little infants) Little children (little children) Little miscreants Don't be too rude And don't die too Jump off buildings in the back of the booth Never gave a damn I still speaks the truth Who you with the volcanoes Who you with the volcanoes Who you with the volcanoes Who you with the volcanoes Outro: I get the money (the money) I get the money (the money) I get the money (the money) I get the money (the money) Get the money Get the money Get the money Get the money

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Verse 1: Better back up off me This that shit they tryna copy The industry is tryna stop me Got the kids questioning hobbies Ow he's back with these beats again Posted with a cigarette He's just a silly miscreant Who's too conscious for these idiots Synonymous for synicle behaviour Charging his ray gun to shoot the neighbours I come in violence with a silencer and aint taking no favours I spit bars real hard I might just shake Satan I'm a hard act to follow Like a sequel that wasn't worth it I'm Chaplin on a horse holding a dirty napkin Startled by an audience when the masses start laughing I'm a leapruchan on acid jackin my flaccid fallace Speaking of philosophies that y'all can't fathom Spreading some hypocrisy with short bus rapses Chorus: Bad reviews from the coolest crew couldn't stop me They stay confused acting kinda rude but just copy Posted in groups but words collective couldn't harm me Must be stoked to be you the least ain't got no paparazzi The least ain't got no paparazzi Bad reviews from the coolest crew couldn't stop me They stay confused acting kinda rude but just copy Posted in groups but words collective couldn't harm me Must be stoked to be you the least ain't got no paparazzi The least ain't got no paparazzi Verse 2: Looking dapper now these fvcking kids wanna hang with us I'm not a rapper just not tryna die sad and anonymous I'm a fvcking khaffer making money now they wanna bother us Disparaged from an early age overdosed on other drugs My nigga Fvck rapping I said Fvck rapping And Fvck fashion I'ma swerve in traffic My nigga Fvck rapping I said Fvck rapping And Fvck fashion I'ma swerve in traffic I'm might die tomorrow For a life that wasn't worth shit While making song that resemble praise and worship Chased by an audience when the masses started cursing I'm a leapruchan on meth Pondering my death Speaking of philosophies that y'all ain't heard Spreading some hypocrisy right outside the church

I'm not cool enough to have an opinion I'm too damn sus that's why they ain't payin attention Just a kid with raps tryna get a fucking mention Ain't no body as hard as my mo'fuckin pen is These bars so sick I think I might just need a chemist I'm a backpack rapper and I still make em jealous What more can I say if I was walking around headless Clean up on isle 6 the square root of sacrilegious And the truth is Sometimes the shoe fits Licking up my loose lips Picking up some new sticks Acting like a doofus Might just be the coolest But theleastimportant stupid Chorus: Back in the day my grand dad used to say Hey kid don't be too stupid today But subtly Utterly Fuck with me The least stays a mystery Katana through the torso of an enemy Verse 2: Please clear the history And please get away from me My grand dad used to say Kid you're a higher pedigree And that shit gave me energy I still feel his entity I still feel his entity But that's beyond the focus I'm not sure if ya'll noticed These niggas acting bogus Hold up.. I got a nose itch These digits get lost in the mail These dudes fidget tryna put their noses in hell Well we shell burn in fact Infants will whale MY fist clinched as well I got no stories to tell But those of dark demons in my past life That's why I rap like I've seen a bit more then I let off Like a tweaker with his crack pipe Tryna get off I'm to hard core I might just be like Adolf Red alert like the olfactory of Rudolf I need a whip And maybe with the roof off Fucking with a chick Who make that fucking cooch drop Got that fucking shit that clinch you chin and give you lockjaw Bridge: he's too hard core He's too damn raw These niggas they fake They just pop stars he's too hard core He's too damn raw These niggas they fake They just pop stars Outro: Back in the day my grand dad used to say Hey kid don't be too stupid today But subtly Utterly Fuck with me The least stays a mystery Katana through the torso of an enemy

Verse 1: He's highly metamorphic Sadistic kinda torpid Got that shit that scare your daughter Got fans across the boarder I'm too cool for school that's why I've got nasty habits I smoke drugs too My brain is stuck in traffic I'm an addict Haphazardly rapping Smacking asses Like my name was Charlie Chaplin Drinking acid Smoking plastic Got some gats in the back right past the cabbage Just a phacid I'm a crack head dancing Chorus: And I'm dark like Marilyn Manson, bitch Like Marilyn Manson, bitch I'm dark like Marilyn Manson Like Marilyn Manson ooh Dark like Marilyn Manson, bitch Dark like Marilyn Manson, bitch Dark like Marilyn Manson, ya'bitch Dark Like Marilyn Manson Like Marilyn Manson, bitch Like Marilyn Manson, bitch (and so on) Verse 2: I don't give a shit about what you think of me I give kids the heebie-jeebies bitch I'm the least Chorus: And I'm dark like Marilyn Manson, bitch Like Marilyn Manson, bitch I'm dark like Marilyn Manson Like Marilyn Manson ooh Dark like Marilyn Manson, bitch Dark like Marilyn Manson, bitch Dark like Marilyn Manson, ya'bitch Dark Like Marilyn Manson Like Marilyn Manson, bitch Like Marilyn Manson, bitch (and so on)

It's choji akogawa hasn't showered in ten hours Killing demons in a rusty truck lured them in with vibrant flowers he don't really give a fuck like Arabs to some twin towers Grabbing haters by the neck and tossing them like Austin Powers Whoa whoa whoa I'm a mad man and I don't give a shit Whoa whoa whoa I'm Hitler in a church smoking a spliff With my middle finger up screaming triple six Telling my bitch I'm illiterate Telling my bitch I'm illiterate Rapping is cool but now I'm just killing shit Whoa whoa whoa I'm Steve Hawkins on some chill shit Whoa whoa whoa I'm Jesus with dreads on a crucifix I'm Steve Hawkins often parallel parking With my body limp at a negro auction In the back with the least important Often flipping torches Highly metamorphic He's highly Metamorphic Fuck your girl up in the organs That's important aye Telling your bitch I'm illiterate Telling your bitch I'm illiterate Telling your bitch I'm illiterate Rapping is dope but I'm just not into it Whoa whoa whoa Fuck you on some führer shit Whoa whoa whoa I'll put this swastika on everything I'm at the back I be spitting my shit Walking in classes smelling like spliff I'm a class clown often tickling kids If you hate my music then suck on this dick Yeah suck on this dick Fashionably late and I'm smelling like spliff Ooow yaahh I be the shit Whoa I'm on that confident tip Whoa tryna get down on her clit Whoa Tryna get my money quick These waves threw the captain out of his ship These waves threw the captain out of his ship