Spazador Inc
Interview: TheBagoDouche
updated
ft. @nightshade8485
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Wernology:
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Size of a planet, half the fun.
One of the largest things under the sun!
COOLMAN!
...
COOLMAN!
...
"I only hit her to make her respect me."
Coolman, feelin' the heat. Man has never seen his feet. Keepin' his hair nice and dandy offing little kids lots of candy.
19 still in school, on a quest to be cool. No plan, no friend, no one cares. Just a life full of despair.
Don't say the n word, can't you see one rule for you but not for me!
Hit my mom, fight my dad, make their lives totally sad. No skills to pay the bills, youtube videos always kills.
Coolman...
Coolman...
Coolman...
Online harassment nothing new, don't ask me, nothin' to do.
Coolman...
Coolman...
"I just want to be famous..."
Coolman...
Coolman...
Lying left and right, yes, my mom, I had to fight.
Teach her a lesson fist to fist, don't bully me, I'll slit my (beep).
Coolman..
Coolman...
"Hey kids, I have some candy."
You see, I just want you all to respect me...
Why cant you just leave me alone. It's not like I asked for this...
Yes I did, I said as much with my fist.
Go on stream, face the hate, eating food off my plate. Pull up anime so I can master bait.
Master bait!
Master! Master!
Master bait!
Shower once a week, mommy say
"Damn, you stink."
"ITS NOT MY FAULT MOMMY, WHAT YOU DONT RESPECT ME. TAKE THESE SMACKS. YEAH, HOW DO YOU LIKE IT?!"
COOLMAN COOLMAN
WHAT'S THE PLAN?
WHAT! IS! THE! PLAN!
"I'm going to go where I'm not wanted and get made fun of."
Go in a server full of toxic behavior.
Get that attention I savor.
Obsessed with my legacy
My shadow will never escape me!
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"Don't tell your dad about the candy. That's how we get in trouble. "
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Dirty clown.
Dirty clown.
Dirty clown, walkin' the streets
It's too hot, can't take the heat.
Lookin for clout every day.
Do the work and you'll get paid.
"What do you mean I have to maintain this?"
Dirty clown, down on his luck.
Acts like he don't give a fuck.
Look closer, then you'll see.
Your future is working for free!
YEAH!
Goodly draws or so he says
Not too often because he can't get paid.
"He was doing it for free, ain't no money in talkin vegetables these days."
Do the work you sad old man.
Don't tell me you ain't got no plan?
Dirty clown.
Dirty clown.
Wearing a frown you Dirty dirty... clown
Goodly draws or so he says
Not too often because he can't get paid.
"He was doing it for free, ain't to money in no talkin vegetables these days."
Dirty clown.
Dirty clown.
Wearing a frown you Dirty dirty... clown
Dirty clown.
Dirty clown.
Wearing a frown you Dirty dirty... clown.
If you want me to leave you be.
You will have to talk to me.
Dirty clown.
Dirty clown.
Wearing a frown you Dirty dirty... clown.
Dirty clown Dirty clown.
Call me up let's get down you Dirty clown.
For old times sake.
LYRICS:
Goodly draws, or at least he use to.
Now a days he does let's plays,
Collecting money, like a jew.
You will never be free from the trees
As far as I can see.
Because he was drawing for free.
He said he will take what he can get
As long as he don't have to work for it.
With hands so soft he might be a bitch.
"No, I don't hate you. I just think you hang around an annoying crowd." Coming from the guy who hangs around with a guy who threatened to cut his tongue out of his mouth.
We both know you can't keep this up.
After that pikman game you blow up.
And you changed.
You kissed ass for clout.
Is that all you're about?
Your jealous runs deeper the you show.
Come on Goodly we know which way this will go...
[Verse]
Dirty makeup eyes a disguise
Painted smile hides his cries
Shuffling feet in torn down shoes
In the spotlight but nothing to lose
[Verse 2]
Crowd’s laughter cuts like a knife
Living lies this circus life
Pandering to their hollow cheers
Sinking deeper into fears
[Chorus]
Desperate for their adoration
Hates the mirrored imitation
Can’t escape from his reflection
Lost in self-hate’s cruel affection
[Verse 3]
Juggling sorrow misery’s muse
Heart’s beat marked by every bruise
Faking joy with every trick
Soul’s weighed down heavy thick
[Verse 4]
Whispers haunt from silent crowds
Taunts and jeers like thunder loud
Mask falls cracked showing the truth
Mangled dreams from wasted youth
[Bridge]
Spotlight dims the colors fade
Shame and guilt in silent parade
Haunted by what he's become
A broken jest a hopeless slump


