"Tattoo Three" lyrics

Don't move, hands in the air
Step away from that tattoo chair
I'm saving you
From another queer tattoo

Live, laugh, love, I bet that one hurts
But you're the kind of person with no regerts
Just like your queer tattoo
I'd laser that one off if I were you

Look at Post Malone or 6ix9ine
Let their faces be a warning sign
For queer tattoos
Out here looking like a giant bruise

Take a hipster chef or a club DJ
Or every single fighter in MMA
Got some queer tattoos
At least brain damage is their excuse

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Well, you got Thug Life and you got Westside
So you're a gangster now, yeah, one who cried
Getting that queer tattoo
I'ma tell your gang on you

You got your stupid local sports franchise
When the last time you got exercise
Was that queer tattoo?
A fucking push-up wouldn't kill you

You got a Shakespeare poem and some Robert Frost
You got your area code, why, in case you get lost?
Just read your queer tattoo
Like that guy from Memento would do

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