Funky Disfunktion

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Young Wicked] Some kid ran up on me, somehow he knew my name He said he got the info about me getting played like a game He said he's a witness, he saw her in the nude The bitch I was with was fucking some other dude And I can't believe it, I've been with her way too tough So I go confront the girl, this shit is gonna be rough I'm like "Who you fucking bitch?!" My bat, it just slips She said "it was just a ride home, that was all", shit After listening to lies and deceit I realizе I put this bitch on her feet When the scrеaming finally came to a rest I thought I shoulda guessed after this fucked up mess, you confess (I'll fucking kill you) But you know I got the best revenge 'Cause now my phones contact list is full of all her friends And when I left that night, I never hit her in the nose But I left her crying on a pile of clothes you dumb bitch [Chorus: Bonez Dubb] I will shoot you, if I have to I don't want to, but you're asking for it That's what the cops said When I was drunk and beating on my momma from board That's the funk, yeah, that's the funk, yeah That's the funk, the funky disfunction That's the funk, yeah, that's the funk, yeah That's the funk, the funky disfunction [Verse 2: Young Wicked] And some days go the wrong way I've seen my oldest brother go running through the hallway Bleeding from his forehead, screaming out nonsense My stepdad chilling on the floor unconscious I-I-I was so young to take in all this Normal every day life, that's what I call this The doctor calls it dysfunction The counselor at school's tryna tell me somethin' I hear static, white noise I feel panic, with no choice I block out the world from connecting to me So I don't never end up bloody running down the street With a butcher knife, the neighbourhood's hopping My brother and the cops are squabbling We're all watchin', mom's cryin', hope's dyin' I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me violent [Chorus: Bonez Dubb] I will shoot you, if I have to I don't want to, but you're asking for it That's what the cops said When I was drunk and beating on my momma from board That's the funk, yeah, that's the funk, yeah That's the funk, the funky disfunction That's the funk, yeah, that's the funk, yeah That's the funk, the funky disfunction [Outro: Bonez Dubb] The funky disfunction, the funky disfunction, the funky disfunction The funky disfunction, the funky disfunction, the funky disfunction
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- Axe Murder Boyz