Fried Noodles

Intro:
Db
What happened?
Db
His head fell off!
Db
His head fell off?
F                          Db
Yeah, he was pretty old
G               G
Oh, that's it! I've had it with this dump!
C
We got no food, we got no jobs, our pets heads are falling off!

Bridge 1:
C
Pussy, pussy, pussy
              Db
Can't you see
                  C
You xxxxxes can't do it like me
                   Db
Motherxxxxers stay mad
Db
Like I killed their mom or something
                     C
If you really didn't care
C
You'd let it be

Verse 1:
C
I've been dying since day one
Db
But y'all knew that
C
My xxxx is like Americans
C
Too fat, but dangerous
        Gb
I'm the grimiest motherxxxxer to walk this earth
    Db
The xxxx I do is way below dirty sewers, a connoisseur
Bb
I'm a flying reptile
   Gb
a pterodactyl on Adderall
                                Db
I've got a bunch of scales that I dug up
Db
You've never heard at all
F                         C
Eat a xxxx little faggot, jeez
C
And furthermore
C
You're trying to scrap with me
              Db
I don't beef, faggot
Db
I'm herbivore
F
Hmm
F
I crawled into the industry
  Bb
a saturated circus
Bb
Manipulating like Hillary
F
They say I'm crazy
    Ab
But lately they've been defending me
Ab
Because take a look around, motherxxxxer
Db
Everyone's digging me

Chorus:
  G                           C
I live in a constant state of fear and misery
Cm                G
Do ya miss me anymore
    G                            C
and I don't even notice when it hurts anymore
    Cm
anymore, anymore
    G
anymore

Bridge 2:
Am
Pussy, pussy, pussy
Gb
Can't you read
                             C
I'm a dirty old pussy eating freak
C
Motherxxxxers still mad
       Gb
Like I killed their mom or something
       C
If you really didn't care
             Ab
You'd let me eat

Verse 2:
Ab
Here we go again
          Gb
I'll make jokes about your estrogen
Gb
That's pretty much the rest of this song
Gb
I'm roasting everything
F
I'm a weird little entity
F
That'll enter titties
Db                    Gb
And bust all over the tummy and little nippies
Bb
I know I'm morbid at times
Am
That's how I like to be
     F
They call my xxxx a mammoth
F
You're salty you got a micro-d
Db
Classic penis joke
Db
Inserted with appropriate timing
                               G
Because if I ain't got a penis line
G
I ain't dining
F            Gb
No homo, but seriously I'm getting faded
Gb
And my life is like my vids
    C
Low budget and underrated
C
Kids, the only way to succeed
C
Is to chip away at the soul
                         Db
And hope by the time you get there
Db
You ain't singin'

Chorus:
  G                           C
I live in a constant state of fear and misery
Cm                G
Do ya miss me anymore
    G                            C
and I don't even notice when it hurts anymore
    Cm
anymore, anymore
    G
anymore

Outro:
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Don't take the lyrics too seriously
-nc-
I don't really give a xxxx