"Operation: Kill Hannah Montana" lyrics

Devon Hendryx Lyrics

"Operation: Kill Hannah Montana"

Lord, forgive me for what I'm about to do
Oh god

Heavenly father, once again I hate to bother
Don't be proposition and I can't accept your offer
I'm far from being a Satan, I struggle to find a purpose
But when I thought it over, I found heaven just say one thing
Sung every single him, read every single verse
So much hotter than my Bible, looks like Kwik E Mart's purse
Now, when I was prophesized, they planned a Preacher man's side
I set aside a little bit of change for a church tie
Now with all these late bills and unpaid fees
And say, "Fuck the tax" and I'll use for a taxi
'Cause I don't really need your pretentious affection
Or your son's face on my chain for protection
Just thought I would mention, sick all of this repenting
Through talking to you as soon as I say amen
Uh, god

Racist, suck they sins and trades
Prayin' for different ways
Beggin' to you for the day when the rain falls down and the truth gets drowned
And the lies go into a motion killer, every nigga floatin'
First under the water
Are the queens of dark tones
They Lord to the limit, disregarded by their own
Sleep alone on summer nights
'Cause niggas like they women like white right?
Anything opposite of the night
In fact, heavy hitters won't even try to react
Includin' me, so fuck off bitch
Spare me your act
I'd rather be on the ground pushing kilos to zeros
Than feed one of these stank ho's egos (Yeah!)
Uneducated 'migo with a master's
I met the girl of my dreams and I rode right past her (Bitch!)

The fuck you lookin' at?
That's right, nigga, fuck off
Get the hell out

(Uh) Storing in the bases
Getting caught for shit that other people get away with
All around the world, it's the same shit
Different men in boxers show they ass, when I passed on promotions
'Cause I wouldn't dare kiss it
It's just how I was raised in the city of pity
Swallow your pride
Or, lose every season like Lane Kiffin
Some will say "fuck religion"
Others go on a mission to
Reach a hurdle too high and convert
Them back into Christians (Christians!)
It's the hoods that I'm missin'
You listenin'?
Not the thickest bush in the room
But I'm Van Der Sloot, and fuck 'em
I was born to make these rednecks fear me
Gauge out their eyes and make these pixies see clearly
Anna, I know you miss my khaki polo cap
Ever since your body declared war and your heart attack
It was a journey but I don't regret a mile
I was starin' at the tumor
That's when I heard a rumor
All crackers is racist
Niggas just complain
And, Obama still fuckin' up
Thoughts of a champion
I'm livin' like a martyr in this whitewashed world
'Cause life's a rich white man who hates black girls
And, Johnny man says "Niggas like they be du'
I got bitches in the coupe just like Huey Newton, shoot!
It ain't no squares in this circle; you boxed out
I treat you like these rappers and actors
So, I got nothin' but crumbs for these crackers
Chicken for these coons
Slap a [beep] with the Quran
Jesus loves you, motherfucker

Think I'm scared of you huh?
Fuck you, nigga
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck niggas
Fuck bitches
Fuck Obama
Fuck everybody
We through with this shit


mixtape: "GENERATION Y" (2011)
Devon Hendryx - GENERATION Y mixtape cover
Operation: Kill Luke Scott
(Instrumental)
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