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So you can suck my d**k if you don't like my sh*t ‘Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my d**k! ‘Cause I don’t give a f**k if you don't like my sh*t ‘Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my d**k! Instigators turn pits in cages Let loose and bit the neighbors, wrist to razors Y'all don’t want war, y'all want talk In the dark, my dogs all bark like, "Woof!" Proof, n***a, I'm a wolf Get your whole roof caved in like reindeer hooves Stomp the booth, shake the floor tiles loose The more y'all breathe, sh*t, the more I moves It's Hill Street—this is hardcore blues Put a gun to rap, check in all our dues, n***a Or make the news, bet you all y'all move When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop Did you never give a damn in the first place? Maybe it's time you had the tables turned 'Cause in the interest of all involved, I got the problem solved And the verdict is guilty Man nearly killed me, steppin’ where you fear to tread Stop, drop and roll - you were dead from the git-go! Big mouth f**ker, stupid c*cksucker Are you scared of me now? Then you’re dumber than I thought Always is, and never was Foundation made of p*ss and vinegar Step to me, I'll smear ya - think I fear you? Bullsh*t! Just another dumb punk chompin’ at this tit Is there any way to break through the noise? Was it something that I said that got you bent? Gotta be that way if you want it Sanity, literal profanity - hit me! So you can suck my d**k if you don't like my sh*t ‘Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my d**k! ‘Cause I don't give a f**k if you don't like my sh*t ‘Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my d**k! (Lyrics Coming Soon...) If it was up to me, you motherf**kers’d stop Comin' up to me with your hands out Lookin' up to me like you want somethin' free When my last CD was out, you wasn't bumpin' me But now that I got this little company Everybody wanna come to me Like it was some disease, but you won't get a crumb from me ‘Cause I'm from the streets of C-Compton! (Compton!) I told 'em all All 'em little gangstas, who you think helped mold 'em all? Now you wanna run around talkin' 'bout guns like I ain't got none What, you think I sold 'em all ‘Cause I stay well off? Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin' Dre fell off What, ‘cause I been in the lab With a pen and a pad tryin' to get this damn label off? I ain't havin' that This is the millennium of Aftermath It ain't gon' be nothin' after that So give me one more platinum plaque And f**k rap, you can have it back So where's all the Mad Rappers at? It's like a jungle in this habitat But all you savage cats know that I was strapped with gats While you were cuddlin' a Cabbage Patch So you can suck my d**k if you don't like my sh*t ‘Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my d**k! ‘Cause I don't give a f**k if you don't like my sh*t ‘Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my d**k! (Lyrics Coming Soon...) Man, I don't see why they hate me (Huh?) I'm a clown like John Wayne Gacy (What?) They call me Kanye crazy (Yah) APEsh*t, Beyonce, Jay-Z (Woo) And I'm back with Andre, baby (Yeah) And the doctor's operating (What?) But he never put no scrubs on from Snoop, K. Dot to Shady Shady like a shadow or your silhouette, intellect, I better check to see why you feel upset 'Cause I met your b*t*h on the internet now I'm getting head like a Pillow Pet That bimbo can put her lips all the way around this bone and then blow Like a dusty cartridge from an old Nintendo Those were the days but I bet you, I'm never gonna be broke again, no I don't smoke but I got paper, to be blunt, I'm rolling Indo And I keep it one comma, zero, zero, zero, zero Real, real, real, murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill Nickel-plated, twenty two, two, two b*t*h, shut the f**k up 'fore I shoot you too Ain't sh*t I won't do just to get a few YouTube views Run up in a church like pew, pew, pew 'Cause that's what I do, do, do But, even to the untrained human eye We ain't the same, you and I Somebody should have explained to you why For you to go against me, it's simply insane, you will die (Yeah) That's why they call me Kamikaze, it's plain suicide, yeah But I know magic and here go my last trick I'm 'bout to say "Abracadabra" and pull a B Rabbit up out of my hat I'm about to relapse and I betcha that you won't know how to react But a look of disgust, I don't doubt it'd be that As I begin to f**kin' devour the track And you backpedal, that is a cowardly act Like a Saudi attack when the towers collapsed So you can suck my d**k if you don't like my sh*t ‘Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my d**k! ‘Cause I don't give a f**k if you don't like my sh*t ‘Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my d**k! I'm a motherf**king omen, I bow down to no man Split a n***a open, killing folks compulsive A soldier with a motive, scrotum big as boulders I hold 'em then unload on you, put it on a poster So everyone can notice who was focused on us poking They nose in our business, hoping that I don't come smoke 'em No one knows my notions or emotions, I'm a vulture You n***as close to croaking any moment and I know when I could f**k the culture up, probably rap A maniac with anxiety attacks, I don't wanna chat Speak when you spoken to And I don't have to read a f**king magazine or quotable To notice what you hoes will do (Lyrics Coming Soon..) So you can suck my d**k if you don't like my sh*t ‘Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my d**k! ‘Cause I don't give a f**k if you don't like my sh*t ‘Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my d**k! Ha-ha! Suck my motherf**kin' d**k! D12, Dirty-motherf**kin'-Dozen Nasty like a stank sl*t b*t*h with thirty f**kin' husbands (Ayo, Corey, you're up again!)
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