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You can sound the
You can out your guards
You can fence in your
You can pull all the
But I back down
Oh no I wont down
Oh no

Cadillacs, Devilles
Brain rims yeah stupid wheels
Girl Im too for
Lose your tooth and
Try to fight it, try to it
Stupid you feel
What I do, I do it
from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a left on my death bed
F that yeah super ill
Baby the deal
We can chill, split half a pill and a happy
Fuck a stank
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the
Listen garden tool dont make me introduce you to my power
You the fucking drill
How you bags feel knowing youre disposable?
Summers eve
Shadys got the mass appeal baby crank the
its your God-damn jam
You say that you want punchlines a little more compact
Well Im that man
These other cats metaphorically where Im at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and
Settle ya fuckin ass Im ready for combat man
Get it calm
Nah, aint nobody whose as and as nuts
Lines are like cat scans
Cause they fucking dope,
Hunny I that ass
Swear to God man these mobs cant
Ma em how its done
Spazz a God Damn Tas, yeah

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can in your yard
You can all the cards
But I back down
Oh no I wont down
Oh no

Gotta that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons
like Michael J Fox in the Jaws playin with a etch-a-sketch
Betcha that never guess whos knocking at your door
People hit the
Yeah tonight you gon get divorced
Girl forget remorse, Ima hit you broads
paws like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue
You aint gotta in yours
licks like Im robbin liquor stores
Makin cash shit their draws
Think you the raw
Im an uncut of beef

Laying on your floor
Im off the meat rack
Bring the back
me two extension chords
Imma my dick shit I need 6 inches more
my dicks big bitch
Need I you that I dont need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig
Youre addicted Im
Im the needle around here
Need a fix up Im the big
Get it dicks
Your just small boats little
you think that other pricks hot
Ill drink gasoline and eat a lit
I sit back and let em get hot
Better the cops on em quick fast
right back on your bitch ass
White trash with a of six pack in his hatchback
hitched attached to the back (dispatch)

You can sound the
You can out your guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards
But I wont back
Oh no I back down
Oh no

Bitch am I the that your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he
And smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped him like
You do when I come through, Id you to remind yourself
Of the fuck I can do when Im on the mic
Or your the kind of that I can take a liking to
Psych Im you like a football
Been this way since Ive stood a foot
Youre a good with a shitty spouse
Got a pretty mouth and a jaw
Gimme brain
the wood grain, dont want no cum stain
Bitch you listening tryna turn me
m talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane talk over me in the car
Shut the fuck up while my shits
Ima shit on the underwear of life
Whats they saying? wheres thunder light
And they say that it strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I hit six times
In different locations
On separate occasions?
And you can bet stanking ass
That Ive come to smash everything in my
Fork was in the road took the
Poison ivy have me thinking rash
So hit the dance floor cutie I do my duty on this microphone
your booty shawty Im the shit
Why you think used to call me Doody

You can sound the
You can out your guards
You can fence in your
You can pull all the
But I wont down
Oh no I wont down
Oh no