The Joker

8 Contributors

The Killing Joke Lyrics

[Intro]

Bitch, bitch, bitch

[Verse 1: Fukkit]

Let the old me die, bitch, he ain't coming back

Like a teen suicide, y'all keep going out sad

Put the money in the bag, wave the fuckin' white flag

When the smoke subsides, that's gon' be a long drag

Got dogs on the Ave., bet it bites when it's mad

And they know I got swag so they jock, tryna grab

On my dick like a ass, nigga, get off [?] fast

Got a Glock and it blast, [?]

They not finna clash, nigga, don't act brash

Get cut like a rash, and the blunt got hash

Stay high off my ass in the same old stash

I'm back in my bag, do you dirty, my bad

You really not red and the South gettin' mad

A nigga got class like a teacher so fast

You really just a fad, if the flow go bad

A nigga [?]

[Interlude: Fukkit]

Y'all all really comin' with shit

"Oh, Fukkit, you sound the same since

Scratch Paper

, man"

Man, shut the fuck up

Honestly, shut the fuck up before you get smacked for sayin' some stupid-ass shit like that

You sound retarded—[Verse 2: Fukkit]

Heard they got problems where it's at, I'll lay a nigga flat

Till you see me on the map, I'm on you like plaque

While they buggin' like a nat, my pockets gettin' fat

Now they workin' on some abs, and [?] is workin' [?]

Got a squad, they hit the flank, they take it like a tank

And the ass what I spank, she drippin' like a sink

Got the polyester paint, [?]

Man, she really think I'm famous, shout to Kay P in L.A.​

And I body like a model but I know it [?]

I could point the semi-auto at your bro and let it spray

Got the molly by the rocket, keep it tuckin' like a shank

If my niggas got a problem, they gon' rearrange your face

And I kill it 'cause I gotta just to feel a little safe

I'm a product of my father and my momma on a date

He was nothing to me always, why the fuck you think it change?

See the whites of they eyes, then I'm shootin' at the face, okay (Okay)

[Interlude: Sabino]

I've said it 15 times

Stop fuckin' lookin' at me

You don't understand what you don't understand

Bro, I don't wanna say it again, just

You shouldn't even know—

It's pathetic, huh (It is pathetic)[Verse 3: Sabino]

When they girl suck me up, closest that they get to toppin' me

Gave her right back, wasn't in the mood for robbery

I'm jokin', all comedy, man, all you mad ironically

'Cause when since you all did not humor me, I laugh at idiocracy

Run into your day job for my entertainment

Punch into the clock, off the flak when he rage, man

Opposite of that, fuckin' wonder where the day went

Golden hour shots, Brando pull up with the A1

Oh, you want conventional? Keep suckin' on that same dick

You ain't got no talent, always runnin' out that same trick

Everyone's a critic till yo' family down the range, bitch

Narcissistic tendencies and [?] in the Range whip

See me how I'm runnin', gotta wait for the unzip

Jerk it like she nervous when she comin' with the tight grip

Watchin' for the quick slip, got it off the tongue tip

Call it how you want it but still probably get that [?] skipped

Real quick