Self - Moronic lyrics

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She's a leprechaun with a mouth full of bile

She's a movie lover, suckin' cock in the aisle

It's like ten thousand dicks, when you're not really gay

She's a Death Row contract, when you hate Dr. Dre

And I think she's moronic

It's pure pain

When she hits the airwaves

With a pack of lies

That she wrote in the third grade

She's a head of lice

That you just can't shake

And each single makes me sicker

To imagine her naked

I'm afraid to see (afraid to see)

I took my suitcase

And broke her left titty

When I was at burny-grunmans

Mastering my album

I had the chance to burn her masters

And I wish that i had

Cause I think that she's moronic (blah blah blah)

It's a pure pain

When she hits the airwaves

And I hope she dies

And pour salt in her veins

She's a head of lice

That you just cant shake

And each single makes me sicker

She has a funny way

Of processing her lower vocals through a stereo chorus and

delay

She has a funny funny way

Of singing all of her bridges like the kibbde-kibbde-kibbde-kiddby

count bass

Isn't she moronic

Dont you think

Never once melodic

And I really do think

And I think she's moronic

It's a real pain

When she hits the airwaves

With a pack of lies

That she wrote in the third grade

She's a head of lice

That you just can't shake

And each single makes me sicker