M.M.M.F.D., Q Strange - Bad Advice lyrics

Music can be so influential
That if you are a fucking dick
Just like me who does the rap thing
And who's strained the thought of sick
Then you steadily take advantage of
Your listeners’ self esteem
Be alone and so you go and make 'em
Show you how extreme they can get
Well they are told that they should
Go and hurt each other
You can bet I'm gonna be laughing
While they killing one another
Fuck they mother and they father they be
Crying cause their son played this song
A dozen times and blew his brains out
With his gun now he’s gone
No stutter stopping but I could
Really give a fuck
Hope they both go throw themselves in
Front of a moving semi-truck
Then this girl can take the bus and
Hangs herself with a fucking belt
Leaving behind a tearful letter telling the
World just how she fell
Hope they blame it on my music
When the letter hit's the press
Even if my shit gets banned and
Pulled from stores I wouldn't stress
I get paid off the promotion cause
I know that many more kids
That read or hear about it
Would get hooked on horrorcore

Finna hope there's some monsters that
Rest during this track
Pulls the trigger while stuffing they
Mouth with the TEC
Hope they drown in a bathtub
Or jump off a bridge
Or get naked and then lock
Themselves in the fridge
Or get killed by the blade
You'll get hit by a car crash
Drench themselves in some petrol
And light a cigar
And although they don't have to
That sure would be nice
Putting ourselves through the roof if
They take this advice

Take my advice commit suicide for a psycho
45 to your eye if you would die for a psycho
Feel how I feel then you will cop a rifle
And I know you might go kill
A cop for a psycho
This is for those sick fucks mixed
Up deranged and cold hearted
Sticking butcher knives through your carcass
With your wrists cut you'll learn the pain
Cause it's self-inflicted now
Inhale the sickness
My music is the gateway drug
You are addicted to
Manipulation of the mind you are living proof
It's my lyrics that have driven you
Put you on a mission to copycat
Murders of Richard Ramirez who
Tasting my lethal evil nectar
Of forbidden fruit's
Stabbing your abdomen with a knife
And tryna stick it through
This is the youth I invite inside my covenant
With a pipe get bludgeoned quick
My advice is they loving it

Finna hope there’s some monsters that
Rest during this track
Pulls the trigger while stuffing they
Mouth with the TEC
Hope they drown in a bathtub
Or jump off a bridge
Or get naked and then lock
Themselves in the fridge
Or get killed by the blade
You’ll get hit by a car crash
Drench themselves in some petrol
And light a cigar
And although they don't have to that sure
Would be nice Putting ourselves through
(Uh) the roof (Uh) if they
Take (Uh) this advice (Uh)

Straight from the slums in the 401
It’s the 40 drinking bum with
The sawed off pump q, Cyco and Scum
We gonna make your brain numb
We gonna make it rain blood
We gonna fucking rape nuts
We gonna fucking take drugs
We gonna find your fake dogs
And pop off some slugs
We got guns by the tons when I
Pop the trunk hit the deck
Cause if you disrespect I'ma get the TEC
I got a crew in every city
And they shaking their head
And when we come and y'all is
Running cause you chickens is dead
A demented posse of wretched zombies tear
Anything apart with a fucking heartbeat
Ripping out your chest in ceremonial rituals
Been always in that order
Except that homie who sit with you
You don't understand that this man
Is a monster just
Out to harm you we running up on you

Finna hope there’s some monsters that
Rest during this track
Pulls the trigger while stuffing they
Mouth with the TEC
Hope they drown in a bathtub
Or jump off a bridge
Or get naked and then lock
Themselves in the fridge
Or get killed by the blade
You'll get hit by a car crash
Drench themselves in some petrol
And light a cigar
And although they don't have to
That sure would be nice
Putting ourselves through the roof if
They take this advice