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Katie Tropp
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Kill Your Head Off
Stop what you're doing and throw up a sign,
Unless you's a bum please get out of my sight,
Because your entire act is probably a lie,
Either way I do not give a fuck step to the side,
I'm the type of bitch who will pop off at the mouth,
Best believe I back it up I ain't scared to throw it down,
I can turn a fuckin' juggalo back into a clown,
If you pass me the mic you know I'll move this crowd,
Straight to hell and away we go,
Follow me kiddies with my satanic flow,
I seep into your ears and take over your mind,
Bring out all your fears that you thought you left behind,
So just bang your head right into a wall,
Because this beat goes hard and I'm out of control,
Then once I'm in charge I won't ever let go,
Until I've taken over all across the globe!
This right here is the song,
That will make you want to kill your head off,
Come with me and sing along,
Because you know I'm about to kill your head off,
Grab a drink or hit a bong,
Because this right here makes you wanna kill your head off,
You ain't sure what's really goin' on,
All I know is that I'm gonna kill your head off!
Sometimes I drive fast so that I can release,
All this built up aggression inside of me,
But on these Texas streets these fuckers make me reach,
The breaking point I just want to make them bleed,
My temper is extreme so I gotta level it out,
With some of that Mary Jane helps mellow me out,
You know where to find me just follow the cloud,
I'm on another level and I ain't comin' on down,
Loner and a stoner motivated mother fucker,
Don't ever count me out I ain't no one's sucker,
Not your Hootie and The Blowfish Darius Rucker,
Not into Rock and Roll but I'm a bad ass drummer,
I'ma ride this beat like it's Justin Timerblake,
Cuz I'ma freak and I ain't lookin' for a date,
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I may look sweet but I ain't a piece of cake,
But I know you wanna find out just how Katie Tropp tastes!
This right here is the song,
That will make you want to kill your head off,
Come with me and sing along,
Because you know I'm about to kill your head off,
Grab a drink or hit a bong,
Because this right here makes you wanna kill your head off,
You ain't sure what's really goin' on,
All I know is that I'm gonna kill your head off!
These thoughts in my brain move a million miles per hour,
And most of ya'll are soft like that vagina Dwight Howard,
Superman of what? Being a bitch and whiner,
You will not be missed throw up a finger yell 'goodbye sir!'
I take a look around the room and all I see,
Nothin' but stupid is what surrounds me,
Got morons praying to Gods and worshipping trees,
It seems like all common sense has left the building,
Every fuckin' housewife has gotta bud her nose in,
She ain't got shit to do besides be up in your business,
Use that energy towards working on your fitness,
Then maybe your husband wouldn't need to fuck the mistress,
Excuse my dirty mouth no not really,
I will not apologize to who I'm offending,
I do not give a fuck is the message I'm sending,
Put a hashtag in front of that and get that trending!
This right here is the song,
That will make you want to kill your head off,
Come with me and sing along,
Because you know I'm about to kill your head off,
Grab a drink or hit a bong,
Because this right here makes you wanna kill your head off,
You ain't sure what's really goin' on,
All I know is that I'm gonna kill your head off!
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