Coughin’ In My Face

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[Intro] Why you coughing in my face? Why you coughing in my face? (Fuck you, motherfuckers) Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Look [Verse 1] Went to Wuhan for the bat soup, got a whole zoo, Joe Exotic When I breathe in my lungs seizing, now I'm sneezing, bro, I got it Gotta catch a big boat, gotta stay home, no, it's not it's God, it's the best time to go shopping, nobody ever coming near me I keep sniffling and some coughing too, spent my stimulus on a coffin, two Xboxes, one o.z. lime and corona, you can't isolate me, I thrive as a loner (Nope) No other rhymer can even come close at the moment Even over Skype, with pneumonia and the COVIDs I can still fucking own ya (Bruh) I learnt to speak some mandarin (Why's that?) Just to try the pangolin With sriracha to dip it in That motherfucker kinda tasted like chicken (Finger-licking) And I keep ringing that Centrelink up for a couple of Centrelink bucks By the time that everything's done, find that everything's shut Fuck you mang (Bitch), so I cashed in my Super Got a brand new computer, some paper for the pooper, should have sold this beat but I used it [Pre-Chorus] Why you coughing in my face? Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Why you coughing in my face? Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Coughing in my face? Why you coughing in my face, bitch? [Chorus] Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Why you coughing in my face? Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Straight out, straight up, straight down like (Coughing in my face) Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Why you coughing in my face? Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Straight out, straight up, straight down like (Coughing in my face) [Post-Chorus] Put these sucker rappers in the wheely bin Coughing in ya face ya fuckin'... whoo [Verse 2] Take a little bit of my gender fluid, I got minions, I better get them to do it I'm gonna hang ten on ya back then when I backed in, back door cracked like a chiropractor Looking like a map or? (Better clean it up) Scream like a raptor Melt your face like Sandor, seen me before like a crisis actor One life left with a pocket knife strapped to my chest, a sickle on the right side, reckon I'm stressed Picking all the right sides, setting guidelines and they only coming out when they reckon I left Mother—fucker, you ain't even get this correct, and fuck Get your piss collected up if you reckon that it sucks Do you? Feed on the corpse but they all seem gritty (Gritty, gritty, gritty, gritty) Corrupt to the core but they all seem pretty Fuck no, switch into don't give a fuck mode, is that gun smoke? Nah, that's steam, bro, I'm so lowbrow, nah, I'm no-brow like chemo and I'm done Swallow blue pills like Gargamel, its getting dark as hell And getting hard to smell and I'ma pass it, that's why I'm coughing in your face, biatch [Chorus] Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Why you coughing in my face? Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Straight out, straight up, straight down like (Coughing in my face) Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Why you coughing in my face? Why you coughing in my face, bitch? Straight out, straight up, straight down like (Coughing in my face) [Outro] Hasta la vista baby bitches!
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- Sesta