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MR MERCEDES

So hey are you going to cry
So hey do you need to cry
To justify a way to drive
To justify the taking of life
So tell me does it hurt
U poor violated introvert, it's absurd
To justify a question why activating a reason

Early 042318 my white rental ryder awaits
New incel rebellion has begun fueled by toxic e masculinity
Shameless balless towards woman so aim slame resentment
A grotesque development awaits

Mr Mercedes gonna plow straight into you
Mr Minassian fucking pillar a half a mile peppered to Sheppard

And so the black pill conquers the beta sickness plays on distinctive addictions to denial
Obsession translates on schedule to derail

Mr Mercedes gonna plow straight into you
Mr Minassian fucking pillar half a mile peppered to Sheppard

I like the way you die in my way in my time

Veering over five lanes a lead foot sends them sailing over the roof
The supreme gentleman lives on to overthrow
Crank onto the sidewalk people now lying some not moving at all
Chads and Stacys shall splay as I drive into you

Mr Mercedes gonna plow straight into you
Mr Minassian fucking pillar a half a mile peppered to Sheppard

All hail private Minassian infantry
Twisted bones and shattered skulls are the legacy
Shoot shoot shoot three times a gesture to provoke the authorities
Next time leave be my schcell or it is three in the knee