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"Get more for your money, when you fuck Mr. Porter-r-r-r-r..."

Ortiz]
As long as I got my pen I don't a friend
We got ears we each'll lend each other, my brother just hollered at me again
He said he tired of all the lyin, and
dick-ridin the providin on every beat but when
I do it it's stupid, I it like a bad bitch
I lose it, my a movement and they just mad stiff
I 'em it's mathematical in this pad lift
Point 'em out and I will subtract him, an ad lib
See the fact is (what) I'm a
How can I not be (Macho, Man)? I'm a (Savage)
In the past I was passive, now I'm mad
I'm spazzin, you get an classic where yo' ass is

Da 5'9"]
Eh-eh, eh-eh, Nickel the one at all
Snatch vocal chords out then plug 'em in my wall
You a knife at a gun fight, our is raw
You a square, you're silverware in a war
The Slaughterhouse wolf pack, riders under the
The reason you itchin wit'cha under your spoon
I'm a lover, the lead is old to me
You put head in her butt, I headbutt the ovaries
God dipped me in war paint for all
I'm Mr. spill the on my alcohol tether
No need to ride with nobody, I feel the heat can me
Your jean's skinnier than Em is he eatin healthy, hahaha

WHOA, WHOA,
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, Shaaady!
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA,
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA,
{"Mr. Porter-r-r-r-r..."}

Budden]
Outnumbered, outspoken,
Outweighed outrageous and outlasted
Outlandish, so I learned to 'em
I outsmart 'em, outgrew 'em, I 'em
Cream, out-bid 'em, team out-spit him
(You could) Keep sleepin, your wet is out with him
(See) Do a lil' yoga, a lil' kama
Steakhouse nigga, used to be a Noodler
Heavy on B and E's, was a calm
a Ruger, moms called me con and loser
I suggest you and your mans'll (why?)
Bet it, and probably can't recoup - out!

I]
I point a at your mamma mia
I'm sick as Tyson in the ring at the with gonorrhea
Fuck a rapper, my black as Muhammadiya
Fuck you R&B bitches, shut up! You not
(Ha ha!) Mr. Porter record a piano
Producers may wanna order some
I'm a California reporter
Your boy wasn't born with a bein poor as a whore and I'm an aura
It's sorta Soprano; here
We reinvent the to have a (Good Year) - and y'all tired
We Tyler Perry mixed with Everlast
The House of Payne/Pain, Slaughterhouse nigga!