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I ain't the hulk

I ain't the hulk
But I can tell the bulk of you
Wouldn't like me mad
And I ain't  even as frightening as
The bark of your breath
I said bark like,
Dog I say it might be bad
Cause it's very apparent
You just laid up in the bed
Of your parents
And spent the whole day
Biting ass
I come up with this
Quick spit shit
Like lightning fast
I got a lot of names
I guess one of them might be dad
Ask your mom
Cause you got a lot of brothers and sisters
And to be honest
There might be halves
I guess i must have just
been fucked up like that
I don't even remember that ass
But I'm over that
And ever since I quit pouring the potion
And smokin the potent
My mind is just so open
Yo the whole world is just so boring
If I decided to drive
I'd most likely crash
And paint the front of my car with you
Brightly splashed
And continue to Rev the engine
Cause I'm really just an old fart
Giving you the nightly gas
Written by beanbandit (Unfate the death shaman)
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