Chords for RONALD MCDONALD - PICKLES REVENGE (COMPLETE DISS)

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[C#m] Welcome to McDonald's, I'll be taking your order
Taking your ordinary life that you like and I'm making it shorter
You came to my store with some mace to record ya
It's ironic, complete, wanted some beef, now he's facing a slaughter
You need to stop it with the bacon, you block it
Every steak that you've thought of having, you should trade it for water
Cause you're a fat faggot, [G#m] plus your focus at 4G
[F#] You're in your [E] mom's 4 laser, you were raised [G#] as a daughter
[C#m] So why you raise your supporters, and you fucking try tricking me?
I'm dicking my dick inside of your mother's dry can
I'm dicking my dick inside of the fucker-sized men
I'm dicking my dick inside your Kentucky Fried Chicken
My mission is to get some Tilly Piddles in his drawers
I complain, I've got a riddle for your thoughts
Is it Big Mac [G#m] minus pickles fixin' all?
[F#m] Cause no matter [C] what you do, there's fucking pickles in the [C#m] sauce
Dickhead, you think we're only putting mustard in burgers?
All we ever try to give you is the stuff that you purchased
It must start with mustard and purpose, you must've deserved it
So fuck it, I ain't trusting a word that you say about my customer service
Flustered and nervous, you cussed it in verses
We could've discussed it first, but you just russed to a murder
With some fucking absurdness [G#] about how this customer work
[F#m] Cause now I'm [F#] adjusting the thermostat, cause you're cussing at furnace
[C#m] And you'll be suffering births, cause you screwed with the bratlord
You'll get Mac murdered and Mac moved to a Mac morgue
While your Mac mum's Mac-ing me nude in a Wack Ford
And your Mac missus is Mac-ing you in your track [A] port
That Mac whore be enjoying the cock
Sorted a happy meal, so I put it for you in a box
She said you thought by dissing me [B] I'd go to lawyers and cops
Instead my employers came [G#] watch as I'm destroying the jocks
[C#m] When your annoyingness stops, I'll supply gravy
My fries are cheesy, or better yet get some light and easy
And buy it weekly, one ingredient's lots of candy
Though I am shaky, if you try to fame me you'll die completely from diabetes
Try to save me, I'm clothing heartless, I told you Boston
TV starts it, I'ma hold your [A] carcass on the golden option
Fold your ass in [G#] slots and revolting carpets
I [F#m] fell from targets, [G#m] all this garbage
Then I'ma roll and pass the [C#m] parole department
Your whole facade is as spiky as a wopper's chaise
On the streets
On the skiders, me cries in the top of Rave
On the streets
You're as sky as the eyes that your bottom blaze
Probably save me lice and your bride [A] with some poppy says
The day that you're coughing [G#] lames, the feeling's gonna be [F#m] bittersweet
[E] Fuck Hungry [C] Jacks, fuck Red Rooster and [A] Chicken Trait
Fuck [G#] KFC, and fuck the fans of this [F#m] prick complaint
[E] This is Mickey [C] Day's, fuck any idiot [A] dissing me
Cause in the [G#] streets you'd be wobbling [F#m] fat quick
[E] I don't have [C] morals, I'ma bottle your fat [A] kids
I just really [G#] wanna say you suck all your [F#m] rap shit
And [E] fade your Mrs.
[C] Pickles while she gobbles my [C#m] Mac
Dick, yeah, yeah, I'm loving it _ _ _
_ Mac _ _ Donald's repping forever and I'm