Correction Lyrics f*ck It All Up by Tech N9ne

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I'm a hot mess
You ain't seen a bully ever since the days of Ron Artest
Lyrically, I'm Rhymefest, you're Nas X in a prom dress (b*t*h)
Before I spin and start slaying emcees, my head rotates 180 degrees
Facing the opposite way of my knees (f**k)
Then I just start saying these things!
You've been a fairy, you're Ben and Jerry's
My sh*t is scary, Pet Cemetery (Feel me)
b*t*h compare me to a shotgun that's stocked up with incendiaries
I'm an animal with giant balls, a tiger paw and a lion's jaw
When I come across a real goat, I apologize then I wipe it off (Haha)
b*t*h n***a drop a diss joint, and I'm on your ass likе hemorrhoids (n***a)
Get ran over whеn I jump the curb in a Land Rover, that's ten points
My old hoes call me Jabba the Hutt (Why?)
'Cause I chained all of 'em up
"Surviving G-Mo Skee", premiering on HBO I'll be dogging a sl*t
Thanos with his palm in the glove
Rap careers get dissolved into dust
Inf boys only speak money, you's a in-voice if you're talking to us
Y'all n***as sound awful to us
Your mixtape's a blue waffle to us
Make sure the door on your party is shut
We coming through to f**k all of it up!

n***as running wild (We gon' f**k it up!)
If we come to town (We gon' f**k it up!)
In the underground (We gon' f**k it up!)
We gon' f**k it up, we gon' f**k it up!
The local scene (We gon' f**k it up!)
Even overseas (We gon' f**k it up!)
Your b*t*h ovaries (We gon' f**k it up!)
We gon' f**k it up, we gon' f**k it up!
If they throw a party and we not invited (What you gon' do n***a?)
We gon' f**k it up
Walk in like "what the f**k is up?"
Talk sh*t and we gon' f**k you up (Straight up)
High as f**k going blunt for blunt
You wanna stunt with us? Then don't run with us
I told these n***as not to f**k with us
Now they broke as f**k and they ain't touching us
I don't be talking that sucka stuff
You better come correct if you come for us n***a
Something tough just to come for us (Ayy)
Some protection is a f**king must (Yeah)
I ain't been home in some f**king months
And I don't know what I'm doing 'cause I'm drunk as f**k
Backstage with a f**king sl*t
I think I want to f**k (Yeah)
Now we're riding round in a f**king truck
I'm swerving with my fingers up her butt
Damn I can't wait to get up in them guts (Yeah)
Bust me a nut 'cause I don't give a f**k
Don't be a chump, we don't want them with us (Damn)
If you broke, you can't roll with us, smoke one with us (Straight up)
It's all, accept you're not one of us
I'll die before I let a n***a dome one of us
I done been quiet now I'm f**king loud (Yeah)
I didn't calm down now I'm f**king wild
I'm a as*h**e and I'm f**king proud
And I'm still bringing out a f**king crowd (Yeah)
It's going up and I'm f**king down (Straight up)
Right here, right f**king now (Yeah)
I ain't here for the f**king smiles
If you f**k around you gon' f**king drown
n***as running wild (We gon' f**k it up!)
If we come to town (We gon' f**k it up!)
In the underground (We gon' f**k it up!)
We gon' f**k it up, we gon' f**k it up!
The local scene (We gon' f**k it up!)
Even overseas (We gon' f**k it up!)
Your b*t*h ovaries (We gon' f**k it up!)
We gon' f**k it up, we gon' f**k it up!

I am not dead like a lot said
Rest in peace to the Philly Hip-Hop-Head
This is blocked red with the shot leads
Dedicated to keeping the opps fed
Where the cops dread (Wide)
They know that so much blood got shed (Died)
'Cause you make gang n***as drop bread (Riot)
If you ain't hooping or rapping or praying to Mecca like Ahmed (Bide)
Damn boss, me and Travis rich like Mortimer and Randolph
I laugh way weird, Jack Napier with a fat gray beard, the black Gandalf
Never slim gouda in this pay
Femme shooter, never a minute mane
Into her like a Ginsu, the nookie intruder, n***a Dennis Quaid
A durn virtue and learned first who can rap n***a
Stern curse you, I'ma burn circles 'til you turn purple, gnap n***a
Mo and Tech with a killer song
In that ass like some b*t*h's filler thong
If you peel up on me and Zilla wrong
You'll be floating dead up in your Billabong
N9na be closer, bringing hell to thugs
I'm spittin' leaving them frozen 'til they melt to muds
To me Kristoff is a bit soft so I'm guessing you've gots to be Elsa, 'Bub
So go on with your naggin' ass crew
Mad I'm wit' ya b*t*h and we're havin' katsu
Keep on wolfing I'ma send her, then you're gagging ragu
Gettin' raped by the girl with the dragon tattoo
n***as running wild (We gon' f**k it up!)
If we come to town (We gon' f**k it up!)
In the underground (We gon' f**k it up!)
We gon' f**k it up, we gon' f**k it up!
The local scene (We gon' f**k it up!)
Even overseas (We gon' f**k it up!)
Your b*t*h ovaries (We gon' f**k it up!)
We gon' f**k it up, we gon' f**k it up!

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