Bus Third

By Emcee Wey

On Weyward

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You're a disgrace to the human race

You tried to speak but just come up with waste

What a waste when i slap you out this place

Cuz i tried to fix tour face, but you met your end of days

I came fighting you for fun

Same mosh pit human cunt

Plane cockpit you can't jump

You ain't toxic you just dumb

That's why i gotta be blunt

They say this industries got geniuses but god i see none

I hope you die for all the people you’ve abused

Don’t like what you see, then kam batchyu

Kio kaki gangster tapi cheng si iong pak chew

Bin singha heh tapi seng ku si lau buu

Kawan hang, cakap you tak cukup matang

Type you suka tikam di belakang

Type you ambil benda sеtiap malam

Bila dah kalah bertengkar you berlakon garang

You need hеlp, please seek for it you (Bastard)

Being associated to you is a hazard

Superiority complex trapped in a (Bastard)

Please learn before you land inside your casket

(Weirdly enough, I needed help)

(I thought I needed help)

(So I needed help)

(Weirdly enough, I needed help)

Yeah we on a mission, But you need to listen

You don’t make sense, you’re a walking contradiction

You're all missing the point, its called bitchin

You want the compliments i get, but we not fishing

Attention seeker, lack of a father figure

Coke sniffer, all the hoes know he’s a cheater

Cock eater, i guess cuz he’s a bottom feeder

You can only follow so listen to your leader

As much as i wanna say you won't get dissed

You raised my confidence up more than i wished

Cuz Every time i feel like I'm the worst there is

All have to do is remember you exist

I guess that's why now you all alone

Fat jock, high off testosterone

All you ever do is get fucked up stoned

Bro mad my hands dirty, bitch, wash your own

You need help, please seek for it you

Being associated to you is a hazard

Superiority complex trapped in a

Please learn before you land inside your casket

I see your skills about subpar

Attitude one star

Look like you fucking raided a Kamdar

Lead in your blood No gun bar

Level kita memang to sama

Bro

You used to be a bro

But you acting like a dog barking its so fucking low

You Walk so slow, you’re whack and its shows

Your true colours out, squawking just like a crow

Time for your insulin shot

Which type of bitch do we got

Type that just needs to see god

Been 20 years since he seen his cock

{I think its time you seriously consider a salad fat fuck

Why dont you get of my for before you tip it over you fat fuck

Consider as execise you fat fuck

You should look in the miror sometime you insensitive cocksucker}