Highly Suspect - Viper Strike Lyrics
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Viper Strike
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What Are The Lyrics For Viper Strike By Highly Suspect?
Oh, you're racist
Geez, that's neat Get the f*ck up out my face with that shit Man let's beat Your thoughts are ugly They're not wanted Aaaaaand they're dumb See, its MCID and we try to spread love, but Man, you make me want to take of my gloves, because Guns don't kill people, white people, kill black people, with guns Is it hard to hear? We're all equal Except for you 'Cause you're an asshole, with an ugly point of view And your insecurities Can't you see, they're driving me insane Maybe one day Love will conquer all But in the mean time, uh Oh, you're homophobic Wow, what a bitch I almost wanna blow your mind and just go suck a dick I see you're clutching that cross pretty hard though A lot of those motherfuckers are gay Like in a "hide your kids" kind of way And Jesus wasn't even white on his whitest days so I guess you just went backwards from the Jump anyway We're all equal Except for you 'Cause you're an asshole, with an ugly point of view And your insecurities Can't you see, they're driving me insane We're all equal Except for you 'Cause you're an asshole, with an ugly point of view And your insecurities Can't you see, they're driving me insane Maybe one day Love will conquer all But in the mean time, you can try to build your walls Our generation We're taking over Hope we don't die with that Chip on your shoulder Maybe one day |
Who Wrote Viper Strike By Highly Suspect?
Richard Charles Meyer Jr, Ryan Meyer, John Michael Stevens
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