O.R.I.G.I.N.S.

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Is there a remedy for living on the street? Forget a kick out of life, I need to eat Using music to flow the throw of crisis Never talk unless I'm stepping on a beat Whether it's a story or whether it be real Whether I buy heroin or I buy a meal When I'm writing lyrics, my music isn't like this But let me break into the chorus to tell you what I feel [Hook] Fuck origin stories Fuck having a past Fuck living a life I'll fuck a turkey's ass [Bridge] Haha, some gay shit When you're homeless, you gotta not be a [censored] That's how a [censored] gets killed, weak-ass motherfucker (Sniffs) Ahh When I need to keep my dick warm, I put it in a foul ass Get it? "Fowl" [Verse 2] Turkey on the mic', let me show you how I do it Spitting over music, let me walk you through it Moving out of Russia, moving into Africa I'm-a [censored]-ass for sure Lick a black ball-sack, ball-bag, gooch-flap Let me show you cunts how I make cash Fuck a man in the ass until he fucks me back Gay men like to repay the favour (That doesn't even rhyme) [Hook] Fuck origin stories Fuck having a past Fuck living a life I'll fuck a turkey's ass [Verse 3] I've been bent over by fourteen different males It was very painful Try shoving fourteen carrots up your ass at once Yeah, it was a bit like that I'm-a nut a bell-end, but try and keep it sexual I don't want to be hit again, daddy I'm sorry, I'm sorry, daddy I'll put my dress back on (You're damn right) [Interlude] (Sobbing) [Hook] Fuck origin stories Fuck having a past Fuck living a life I'll fuck a turkey's ass Fuck origin stories Fuck having a past Fuck living a life I'll fuck a turkey's ass [Outro] We came from fuck out of nowhere, uh, for no god-damn reason and if you don't like it, we're very sorry for that inconvenience